Day 1

My gosh its not really going to plan. A day before I get here, I found out that that the guy that interviewed me (Hector) has left the company and his replacement knows nothing about me. I found this out by Calling Hector and she told me this. I told her that I will send her all my emails of the contact applications and confirmations. The response from her in the email shot me down, she said the space had been filled but she has still got my cv and will contact me in a couple of months when there's an opening. Naturally this is not what I want to hear but I went anyway to check face to face if there is another space.

Get here and its great but this get hairy: first my bro asks a lady at the airport in Spanish if she can speak English, she says yes of course in English, he asks her in English if he can buy a ticket for the metro, she replies in blisteringly fast Spanish. Rule 1: its beyond rude to come into someone's country and expect them to speak "your" language. Basically from then I knew I need to speak Spanish uber quick.
secondly my bro gets pick pocketed on the metro, passport gone, wallet gone, money gone. They almost had my wallet but the frayed string on the wallet got stuck in the zip and the kid Didnt get it thank God, (yes an 8 year old) they created an argument which my bro arouse to and almost had us both done. My amazingly wonderful amigo´s Af and Carla gave me the dimes to my account to sustain us till the weekend and my bro at this moment is at the embassy sorting out how to get home without his passport or wallet.We both stay in my hostel that night (47 euros)which was cool and we had free internet via my laptop.


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