Why exactly do I have to be in Madrid?!

Okay guys. You will call me crazy. But I hate this city. Seriously. So crowded, so loud. Maybe I am just being a bitch because I miss being home with my boys. Maybe I’m just unhappy with the university. But maybe it’s just kind of a shitty place. You can be the judge on that, I don’t want to think about it too much, but I just want to let you know that I’m typing this text with my middle finger… But let’s start from the beginning.

I got here on Sunday last week. Getting to the apartment I booked via Airbnb wasn’t easy since I got lost multiple times in these confusing metro stations here and NO ONE speaks English what I can’t really get, but anyways. The apartment doesn’t even slightly look like the pictures shown online, and it smells like old people. Great, huh? The guy that lives here doesn’t speak English as well, even though his Airbnb profile said that he could. As you see, that will be definitely the last booking via this platform. I couldn’t be more upset by all that I had to deal with because of my stupid choice to book an apartment there. But let’s move forward..

As I think I have mentioned I was forced to do this trip by my university because it is part of my study. That already started me off on the wrong foot. But I thought it would be interesting seeing a university abroad and learning important things… not happening here. The university isn’t big. It’s actually pitifully small. And I haven’t seen one single student except the other German students that are in the same course as I am. When I first saw the building I was sure I had the wrong address but sadly, I hadn’t. You would also believe that the professors would speak good understandable English since they work closely with my university and have students from other countries all the time for this course. Nope. Definitely not. Half of them does speak English more or less fluently, but the other half… let’s call it a nice try but it’s actually pretty annoying to sit there and listen to a mixture of languages and guessing what they want to say. And this leads me to the next point. Nothing they teach is relevant to my education and studies. Nothing. Yes of course, Spanish history and politics are interesting (if you understand what the hell the professor tries to tell you with his spanglish bullshit) but not at all relevant for any of us. And with each day I get more frustrated because I was forced to spend my money on a flight and apartment to learn nothing?! Seriously? I’m really looking forward to the learning evaluation after this trip, and I will not hold back. This is a mandatory thing, so the university should be ensuring that we do learn about subjects that will be useful for the studies. So make it optional, son of a b…..

I have to write two exams here, first one was last Friday and the second one next Friday. What about? Spanish history and politics. Quick reminder, I’m studying Sales & Management. And one of the not so English speaking professors showed us the exam and the right answers the day before. I’m not complaining about that since I just want to get this done with but why on earth did I have to spend money for this bullshit?! You see, I am angry. We have mandatory company visits during this trip, first one to the Airport (that was just as irrelevant as the rest of the class) and next week we visit a winery. With wine tastings. Excuse me, what does this have to do with any of our studies?! Getting drunk on a Tuesday, really glad that this is mandatory. Fuck off, so happy I paid for that stupid shit.

So all I think about is that I want to go home. This is the most unnecessary event I have ever been to, and I hate that I had to spend money on this. I don’t have a lot as you might have guessed by the name of this blog. And we live in a house we will need to invest a lot in. And life in general is fucking expensive. So a huge thank you to my university for fucking over May and June for me financially. Really helpful.

And Madrid is now my least favorite city I’ve ever been to. This place is too loud for me, so much traffic (traffic lights are more a suggestion to them), so many people, the air is disgustingly bad and nobody is able to understand English. I hate the fact that I have to spend another week here knowing that I won’t learn anything relevant and spend money that I don’t have. I will update you next week how my final thoughts on this trip are but let’s be real, I already know how I feel about all of this. Worst trip ever.

With that being said…

Peace out xo

Karo.

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25 years old and living near Hamburg with my beloved man, our two cats and our dog. And I am goint to take you on a journey with me through my life on a way to a better self. So stay tuned.

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