I arrived to my new home on Monday night, afer a satisfying meal a McDonald's, and a brief inspection of my luggage from the Mexican border police. I had no idea what to expect when it came to my future living conditions, but I think I should have been a little more modest in my imagining of how things would be.
My apartment is a 3 room structure- one room being a bathroom with sink, toilet and shower, one room being a bedroom, and the last room mimicking a kitchen/Living room. There are no closets in the bedroom which is fine, though since I am the newest addition to the room (and I share with the other female intern here), there was literally no surface space left for me to use.
Our shower has hot water, but not the most comfortable water pressure, and we have access to a fridge and stove, but those are located in the neighboring apartment, which belongs to the male intern, Phil.
I haven't yet needed to do laundry, or cook myself a meal, but given the need for these tasks, I'm not certain how I would go about completing them. All in all though, I am here and I am healthy. I share a room with another woman and a dog and 3 newborn puppies- I'm grateful for the company after being so lonely in Spain.
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