El Primero Día- España y Yo

I was greeted yesterday at the airport by my 6 foot 8 basketball playing benefactor, his beautiful wife Mariona, and their little girl Martina. They were not hard to spot. Today I went with Mariona to the biggest gym I have ever seen. The instructor played only English music and didn't hesitate to sing along. It was hard to do the exercises because I was laughing so hard listening to him sing Lady Gaga and Metallica remixes in his thick Spanish accent. No one seems to know that I'm not Spanish, but after they talk to me and I respond by staring at them with my mouth open while I formulate a sentence, I think it becomes quite obvious. I have my own room for the first time in two years, and even better, it comes sans my bratty roommate. I am really enjoying sleeping in a bed for the first time in 4 months, which has replaced the puke green velvet couch from the 1960's I was previously occupying. The accent is a little hard to understand, but I am doing better than I thought and just saying "vale" a lot to sound more Spanish. I got my Majadahonda library card today and am going to watch Yo Soy La Juani tonight. Estoy bien aquí!