Well, I flew out of JFK last Monday for my 7-hour flight to Madrid. On the plane I sat between this 19 year old kid from North Carolina named Shawn and this guy Enrique from Madrid (who looks a lot like Liam Neeson). We talked almost the entire flight (except when I watched City of Angels (very good)) and my mind was set at ease on many things. First of all, I seemed much more prepared than Shawn (who was planning on traveling all through Europe) and Enrique told me a lot about the area, people, and history of Spain. He also told me that finding an apartment and getting a job in Barcelona (my plan) shouldn’t be as tough as I thought it would be. Normally, Americans need a Residence Visa to live in Spain and a Work Visa to work there. I couldn’t get either – they make it very difficult because of the 20%+ unemployment rate in Spain. But he said, because I was from the States and not the Middle East or Asia, it shouldn’t be too tough (many people work under the table (well, not really UNDER the table)). Shit, should I be writing this ?!? Anyway, he was very helpful.
Sep
21
1998
21
1998
