Living with a host family as a college student is like walking on a tightrope between independence and dependence. On the one hand, I can basically come and go as I please. On the other hand, my host mom does all my laundry and my host dad cooks all my meals. It’s a confusing stage between adulthood and childhood.
Normally, I get up anywhere from 8 to 9 a.m., read my Bible, change, brush my teeth and get breakfast. Here in Spain, the typical breakfast is Cola-Cao and galletas (chocolate milk and cookies).
Do I feel guilty for eating dessert for breakfast? Yes. Do I do it anyway? Absolutely.
Around breakfast time, my host dad usually pops in and asks how I slept, to which I always respond: “muy bien!” (very good). I then go to class or start homework for the day. I usually finish the first part of my class at 2 p.m. and go back for lunch with my host parents.
Lunch, as usual, is absolutely delicious. Lunch is the biggest meal of the day, and we usually start off with a soup, then a main plate, and finish with a ‘dessert.’ The desserts here are typically a bowl of fruit or yogurt. If Spaniards are feeling fancy, they might throw on some whipped cream or strawberry syrup. I leave the table, stuffed to the brim to “take a siesta” (in the words of my father. Really, I just go back and do homework).
I go back to class from 4–6 after that and then the rest of the day I have free to do as I please. We eat at 9:30 p.m. and after that I’ll usually finish my homework and go to bed around midnight.