I mostly feel like Kristen Wiig when speaking to my host mom.

"Gracias...para vivir en la casa.."

But then again, sometimes it's like this.  

Bienvenidos a la Universidad! Classes begin at Universitat Pompeu Fabra

Ayer fue un dia muy larga...........

It felt like I was back at the University of South Carolina running from activity to activity for hours on end. I walked, metro-ed, tram-ed and toured for 12 hours. (Hey Zack, whenever you're ready to fly over with that foot rub...). I'm exhausted and my legs are sore, but glad I got to see the University where I'll be studying the next 6 weeks.

Indoor courtyard/atrium, with entrances to the bookstore and a cafe.

Universitat Pompeu Fabra is a couple blocks from the Barcelona beaches, steps away from the Barcelona Zoo (sometimes evident by the smell in the air) and a short metro ride from my apartment.

Courtyard where students rest between classes, and eat lunch.

It's a modern campus, built in 1990, dedicated to a great contributor to the Catalan language, Pompeu Fabra. Natives of Barcelona and Catalonia take great pride in their Catalan heritage and language - as Franco outlawed any use of Catalan until the 1980's. Catalan is like a mix between spanish and french, and is especially influenced by french since Catalonia is just a couple of hours away from the France/Spain border.

Library.

A typical school day for me will be getting to campus (by metro) at 9:30am for my spanish language course, taking the tram at 11:30am to the Communications Campus (it's not just USC that makes the J-School kids walk to the edge of campus!) for my Documentary Workshop and wrapping the day up around 3pm.

My spanish has already improved significantly in just the few days I've been here and can only go up with class and homework. I'm also excited to really get started with my documentary course and see what we can produce.

After my tours and orientation, I metro-ed to La Sagrada Familia.

The rest of my program got to take a tour of the inside, but since I'm the only one who is enrolled in the documentary course and had to tour the communications campus, I wasn't able to make it. I only got to look at it briefly from the outside, but it's beautiful basilica with lots of history (that I don't fully know about yet but this website will tell you more). I'm going to make sure it will happen before I leave.

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Classes began today and so far so great! It's going to be a fun 6 weeks - that, I can tell.

Con amor,

Meredith

Yo he llegado! I have arrived.

After one 8-hour flight to Frankfurt, a 2-hour layover, a 2-hour flight to Barcelona and waiting 3 hours to be picked up at the airport, I finally made it to my new home.

View from the bathroom/laundry room window. 

For the next 6 weeks, I'll be living in an apartment in downtown Barcelona with a real Spanish family. My mom for the next week is the sweet Elisabet, who has already warmly welcomed me into her home and made me feel like one of her own hijos. (She also insisted I eat some ice cream after dinner - why would I say no?)

View of the street, Paseo San Joan, from the living/dining room. This is what I got to look at while we ate dinner. 

Elisabet is a teacher during the year, so she loves the extra company during the summer from students studying abroad. Her son, Ricard, is 21 and still lives with her, while her 26-year-old daughter works out of a spare bedroom doing freelance graphic design work during the week. 

I'm surprising myself how much Spanish I actually know and am thankful to have Elisabet to teach me. We speak a sort of spanglish to each other, which actually ends up being really helpful. And, I usually wrap up the conversation by saying "Como se dice.... *insert word or phrase here*." It's day one and I can already see an improvement in my Spanish. 

Tonight's dinner felt like a feast. Some sort of fried egg dish with herbs & meat in it, cheesy spiced rice, salad with crab, fruit, cheese, red wine and ice cream. I don't think I'm going to go hungry with her delicious cooking.

Elisabet uses a dry erase marker and the tiles on her wall to teach me about different seafood used in traditional Spanish dishes. 

After dinner, I told her I wanted her to teach me how to cook so I could make these dishes for my friends and family in the states. We agreed that next weekend we would go to the 'mercado' together, purchase the ingredients and make paella for dinner. (!)

Unlike most students, my roommate and I were lucky enough to get our own separate rooms. Here are some pictures. 

My bed. Mi cama. 

No AC, so we leave the windows open :)

Right now, I'm laying in bed with heavy eyelids and listening to the screams and noise on the streets. Tomorrow is Barcelona's festival de Sant Joan. It's the shortest night of the year and celebrates the summer solstice and beginning to summertime. If you didn't know better, you'd think there was a war going on outside, but fireworks are already going off all over the city. Tomorrow night is the big celebration and people fill the streets to celebrate this holiday.

Tomorrow's a long day and officially starts the fun of the trip. Don't worry, there will be pictures of food soon enough.

'sta luego!

You can find more pictures of my European adventure on my Flickr account.

Carolina to Catalonia: Taking off and being brave.

June 21. The first day of summer.

It's also the first day that I'm setting out alone on a European adventure by a leap of faith. I've been talking about this trip for years; especially since we visited my older brother, Tanner, abroad in Madrid in 2007. I've always had the travel bug (thanks to my Aunt Tam). I found the airport exciting. Could navigate my way around any new place by landmarks alone. Have led the way through both French and Spanish metro lines without blinking. Traveled around the world on a month-long trip to Australia when I was just 15.

Today, however, felt different. In the past week, I've not only left a job that I loved to try new things, but I also moved out of the apartment that felt like home for the past 2 years.

And for the first time, I'm traveling solo to a foreign country with no one to hold my hand, help me with my suitcase (which I managed to top at *only* 43 pounds! High five.), or make sure I don't drool too much when I fall asleep in my seat.

I can honestly say that I've never been nervous for a trip before this one.

So, what's keeping me going? A few things.

For one, my family (+ Zack) constantly telling me how proud they are of me and reminding me to seize every moment of this once-in-a-lifetime experience. They make me feel like I can take on the world...literally. Love and support from people you love and respect carries you far.

The next is a book I just got as an early 21st birthday gift.
No, not a book full of cocktail recipes (though, that would be nice...*hint*hint*). Sheryl Sandberg, chief operating officer at Facebook, recently wrote a book entitled Lean In. In the book that she argues isn't a memoir, self-help book, or a feminist manifesto, Sandberg tackles the obstacles women face in the workplace every day and walks the reader through shocking statistics, her own mistakes and what it means to be a woman in high standing. Being the ambitious woman I am myself, Sandberg's words resonate with me page after page and, believe me, I am taking notes.

It's Sandberg's constant push for confidence in women to take risks and the book's first chapter titled "The Leadership Ambition Gap: What would you do if you weren't afraid?" What would I do if I wasn't afraid? Why, I think i might just board a plane to Europe for 7 weeks.

You're probably going to laugh at this last one, but it works. It also shows how much I love catchy music and singing at the top of my lungs.

 Brave by Sara Bareilles

Hey, if Sara wants me to be brave, that's what I'm going to do.

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Despite being nervous, I'm so ready for this adventure to start. During my trip, I'll be primarily living with a family in Barcelona and going to classes, but, I have a list of other destinations that are calling my name. I'll be traveling to Girona & the South of France, Costa Brava, Figueres, Sitges, Frankfurt, Munich, Heidelburg, Venice, Innsbruck and Lucerne. I hope to document as much as I can through this blog, so stay tuned!

And THANK YOU to everyone who helped make my dream trip become a reality.

Now, I'm going back to watching 30 Rock and New Girl on US Aiways' in-flight entertainment. Livin' the dream.

Meredith's Menu: Mother's Day Brunch 2013

I was lucky to yet again, spend another Mother's Day with my very own. This time I made it a long weekend and headed back home to Lake Norman for the first time in months.

When my mother and I get together...we feast. I'm notorious for planning every meal and making sure we're treating ourselves to mouth-watering food all weekend. We kicked off the weekend with a tunatini at Eez Fushion and Sushi.

This appetizer is something I crave quite often. Sushi grade tuna and chunks of avocado, covered in an orange ginger dressing and, of course, served in a martini glass for diva flair (also, for the name - tuna mug didn't have the same ring to it). We followed that by splitting a few rolls of sushi, as always.

But, as a lover of holidays and any reason for a celebration, making Mother's Day brunch was my favorite of the weekend.

If you want to really win Mom over, meet her in bed with a mimosa like I did. We sipped on champagne and orange juice and chatted over the Today Show. We eventually rolled out of bed and brewed some fresh coffee (see below for picture of my rockstar Mom) before I began cooking.

Vintage 'Mother' mug and fake vintage Van Halen sweatshirt.

I found this Asparagus scrambled egg recipe on The Daily Meal and it was such a simple way to liven up boring scrambled eggs.

After washing the asparagus, cutting off the tough ends and snapping into one-inch pieces, heat some butter in the pan (around 2 tbsp, but there's no such thing as too much!) and start cooking the asparagus.  I opted to leave out the garlic this time, but added some salt/pepper as I stirred it with my spatula. When the pieces look tender, take them out of the pan and into a bowl off to the side. In the same pan, start cooking scrambled eggs as normal.

Before they 'set,' (meaning, they're not completely solid) fold in the asparagus. Continuing cooking and folding until the eggs have reached your desired consistency.

We served the eggs with fresh fruit, toast and fingerling potatoes. The potatoes were actually leftovers from a previous dinner, and can be bought in the frozen section. All you have to do is steam them in the bag and you have an impressive (and delish!) side dish.

Dinner is whole other story and menu. My brother and I made eggplant parmesan with homemade tomato sauce and hand-grated parmesan cheese, a strawberry/goat cheese salad and cheesecake with blackberry reduction.

We also snacked on a cheese plate as we cooked. (Plus, marinated artichokes, prosciutto-wrapped melons and olives.

Much love to my super-cheesy family. 

Why not repurpose this brunch for Father's Day? If Dad likes to eat, he'll love this meal just as much. Let me know what you think: @meredithalmond!