WE officially arrived in Spain yesterday morning – the airport in Málaga was big but we found our way to the bus station and made it to Cabra without incident.
Cabra is what Europe looks like in movies: narrow streets, tallish buildings, people walking, plazas every few blocks with lots of old men sitting and chatting… It’s amazing.
It still hasn’t hit us that we are HERE yet.
The hostel is great – a guy at the bus station told us about it and when we finally made it up the hill with our luggage he was on his motorbike across the street waiting to make sure we arrived.
That is the epitome of the people we’ve met so far.
We stopped into the police station to inquire how to get to the school my boyfriend will be working in and the police officer insisted he drive us.
Everyone has been extremely friendly and helpful.
We’ve done a lot of walking.
There are signs everywhere advertising pisos – apartments – for rent, so we jotted down some numbers and will do that calling tomorrow, hopefully.
That is, of course, after the wonderfully kind hostel owners take us to a piso they know of that’s for rent to see if it suits us.
So far, we really like it and are very optimistic about how much we are going to like our entire time here.