How to survive without internet

So, we’ve been without internet ever since we moved into our flat 11 days ago and despite the obvious annoyances of not being able to speak to family and friends our lack of internet has actually turned out to be a bit of a blessing in disguise. Instead of staying inside watching English programmes and skyping we’ve been forced to find other things to do. Consequently, we’ve seen more of Bilbao and have gone out almost every night since we’ve been here. This has also prevented us from getting home sick because we’re so detached from everyone that right now it feels like nowhere else exists.

Only after we spent a ridiculous amount of money on copious glasses of wine (wine in Spain is cheaper than water) to justify spending so long in cafes with wifi did we realise that the bar next to us has wifi that we can reach from the lobby of our apartment block. So as I’m sat on the floor in the lobby (we’re now probably notorious with our neighbours as the weird English girls) I will give a brief update of my last two weeks. I moved into the flat. I went to the schools for introductory lessons - turns out my schools are both taught in Basque which isn’t ideal for improving my Spanish. I went to the training days. I met more people. I went out. I slept.

I realise that my brief update doesn’t make it sound like I’m having a great time but I’m now beginning to believe everybody that says the year abroad is the best time of your life. I had my first proper week teaching this week and spent most of it discussing One Direction with the students. Going on first impressions I think I’m going to enjoy this ‘teaching’ thing. 

MY ROOM!

Kitchen

Lounge

View from my balcony