So heres the story:
Yesterday after my weekly volleyball scrimmage, my mom was sitting in the car and held up a paper. I knew what it was and started freakin' out.
-----But there was a catch----
My family (a mother, grandmother, and 3 yr. old daughter) wanted me to speak English to the daughter. With this being such an unusually request AFS wanted to make sure I was ok with it.
Of course I not going to let a nice looking/sounding family go; as long as the speaking English doesn't get too out of hand and the mother and grandmother will speak (and help me with) Spanish.
So today I had to call AFS tell them I was taking the family and now I gotta wait (again) for AFS Spain to finish up paperwork before I get their names, address, contact info, etc.
But on the bight side; I know the town I'm going to: El Rompido!
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| I'm gonna live where the 'A' is! :) |
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| I'm right next to a river which is right next to the ocean. |
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| This is the map of my town. (population: 1,600) |
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| This is a random street in El Rompido I found on Google Map. |
El Rompido is a very, very small town, 1,600 people, but 25 kilometers (or 15 miles) away is a fairly big city (148,800 people) Huelva.
And as shown on the map I'm super close to the water and according to my limited host info, my family has a pool and a house in Madrid!!
I'm beyond excited!!! :D
---Lotte
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