Hey devoted followers,
I know you've all been dying to know what I've been doing, so here is a play-by-play:
Twelve hour layover in JFK - Went to Manhattan (thanks Katie and Bryan)
Arrived in Malaga (thought my luggage was lost, but it was just the penultimate to be put on the carousel)
Train ride to Seville for orientation (which I slept through most of)
Arrive back in Malaga, and began a weeklong search for a place:
Internet sites used: 9
Web posts looked at: 100's
People called: 62
Apartments looked at: 24
Number of Doner Kepabs consummed: 6
Hours walking the street calling every "se alquila" number: 56
Number of apartments found w/ balcony, internet, and great roommates: 1
I think it was all worth it, don't you (even though I spent almost two hours commuting each day to the city, and stayed next to the worlds largest mosquito farm)? Plus, I am right in the middle of the city. Ten minutes to either beach, two minutes from the port, main bus stop, or city center, 30 minute walk to my school (when I don't get lost), and best of all two minutes to the daily farmers market!
First week of school. I teach four math classes, two wood shop classes, and two philosophy classes. The staff is great!
Figured out living arrangements (thanks Antonio for the manta! I won't spend another sleepless night freezing)
Two days of waiting in line to get my workers card. I don't really want to get into it.
And for the other two days: