Well, let’s just say yesterday did not go as planned. The plan was to go into the city, sightsee a bit and do a bit on shopping on Gran Vía. Unfortunately, there was an unexpected turn of events. My Mum basically had a reaction to some pain medication she was given and projectiled in the restaurant we were eating in. After frantically buying my mum and granddad, (he’s actually an angel, he didn’t even flinch. He has the patience and temperament of a saint. Honestly, I wish I were more like him), some new clothes and apologising profusely to the restaurant staff, we got a taxi back to the hotel. Mum rested and when the time came my grandparents and I went to the the hotel restaurant for dinner. I felt really bad because the chunning sesh happened right as I got my food, so I didn’t get to eat, which meant I was hangry, super snappy and rude to my Mum when none of this was her fault. I rang her to apologise when I returned to my flat; she said she hadn’t noticed and that it was water under the bridge. (Either way I still felt/feel like a horrible person, karma’s gonna get me).
After dinner, I said goodbye to them all and headed back to my flat. Not the day I had planned, but it was still good that they got the see Sol at least and I spent some time with them.

When I got back to the flat, I went to dinner with my flatmates. We were supposed to go out to a bar or something after, but last night was so cold and we were all knackered so we came home, had a cup of tea (there aren’t kettles here so you have to heat up the water in the microwave, it feels really odd), and went to bed. Big, wild, student night, I know.

I’m not sure what the plan for today will be. Maybe go into town and see if I can get anything to organise my room a bit make it more homey. Also need to get ready for the start of uni tomorrow.

// Pues, ayer no fue en la manera que había anticipado. Mi familia y yo fuimos al centro para hacer turismo y ir de compras en Gran Vía pero mi Madre vomitó en el restaurante donde estábamos comiendo la comida. Al comprar más ropa por mi Madre y mi abuelo, (él tiene el paciencia de una santa. Espero que puedo ser como él), y pedir disculpas a los camareros del restaurante, cogimos un taxi para ir al hotel. Yo sentí mal porque no tenía la oportunidad de comer entonces estuve ‘hangry’ (no sé que es la palabra en español. ‘Hangry’, es cuando se pone enfadada porque se tiene hambre), y debido de esto, estaba irritable y irrespetuoso a mi Madre cuando no es culpable.
Regresamos a hotel, mi Madre estaba en cama y mis abuelos y yo cenamos en el restaurante del hotel. Después, les dije adios y volví a mi piso.

Fui a la cena con mis compañeros de piso, y estábamos yendo a ir a un bar o algo como así pero la noche traje mucho frío y en vez, tuvimos té en piso y dormimos. Estamos básicamente abuelas jajaja.

No sé que es el plan de hoy. Tengo que comprar cosas para mi dormitorio y prepararme por el inicio de la universidad mañana.