A Quest for Skinny (and Happy, too)

Since last night when the realator came over, I’ve been dreaming of what it will be like to live in Madrid.  I’m really excited.  I’ve found out that the days start late and dinner usually isn’t until like 9pm and later.  Crazy! 

I’m going to need to learn how to use the metro.  We don’t really have any good public transportation here and the only time I’ve ever been on a subway was on a couple of trips to NYC where I didn’t even have to figure it out because my friend is a NYer and she knew what she was doing.

I’m also going to need to learn how to use my camera to it’s fullest extent.  My pictures don’t come out nearly as nice as some great work I’ve seen on here and Flickr.  Maybe the husband will let me get a fancy camera…he said I could, but I haven’t asked in months, so he may have forgotten…but then I’d have to learn to use that one, too.

I am pretty good at Spanish already, thanks to 5 years in middle and high school and two semesters worth in college.  But it being a second language, it’s going to take some getting used to once we’re there.

I’m excited to try tapas.  It should be nice to try new things in small quantities.  And maybe I will learn to like wine, since I imagine most of it will be local type stuff and there will be a lot to choose from.

I’m also trying to figure out what to bring with me.  We’ll be there for a minimum of six months and up to three years.  I don’t want to bring a ton of stuff with me.  I want to live a simple life there, and then translate it to life back in the States.  I need to find clothes that are versatile and stylish at the same time.  And comfortable for walking around, but I don’t want to look like a tourist, since I should grow out of the tourist mode after a month or so.

One of the things I am looking forward to the most is buying food at the market.  I am imagining it to be like I wish it were here.  I’m thinking I’ll walk down to the market early in the morning and see what looks good, decide what to make for lunch and dinner and buy it all fresh.  It will be so much nicer to do that instead of going to the ghastly Super Wal-Mart here and buying stuff that was trucked across the country in cardboard boxes before going in the plastic bag with the smiley face on it.

Oh Madrid, when will you get here?!