Because I had to look for everything myself, I booked my ticket one week before I was supposed to fly. 27 January was the date that I would leave the Netherlands for a couple of months. And me being me, I had to postpone everything as well. It was already the 27th of January, I was at the airport of Valencia and still, I had no place to sleep. I told people I found a temporary apartment to stay in. When I got at the airport I sat down and downloaded the app Airbnb. That is how I found a big apartment around 25 minutes from the city center, it was cheap as well.

So yes, I did not really prepare everything good. How about my mindset? Before going on this trip I was chatting with this girl I know from a Facebook beauty group. At that time she was studying in Valencia as well. She told me that she loved it, but being in a country where almost no one speaks English, where you don’t speak their language as well, where not being able to be with your friends and family and you basically have to start all over again, sometimes, she said, she felt lonely.

I know that I can be very open, very social, easygoing. I can make friends easily. Well, ‘can’. Sometimes I can also be rude, not wanting to talk to people, feeling that I don’t need to be social. I know that people think I look arrogant often, usually I don’t even notice it. Also, if you don’t know me, you can’t tell whether I’m happy, sad, or mad. So should keep that in my mind, in order to be more open and meet new people easily.

Anyhow, so I was finally in the apartment. Most of the times I was alone, which was great. I come from a home where it was just me my little brother and my brother. So I like my space. I like being independent. Not so much of an investment, no one to tell me what to do. I like being by myself, don’t got to entertain anybody else, no one to answer to.
I found an website where all the apartments looked great. But as always, I was being picky again. I wanted a place with enough space, a big enough bedroom, a living room what doesn’t look really old. I was not looking for something luxury, but since I would be there for a long time, I wanted it to be comfortable.

At February the second I finally found something, that was the day that I signed the contract and moved in. I moved in to a place where I lived at the third floor, carrying two suitcases with me and no elevator. Climbing all the way up, opening the door of my room, to only find out that I could not even open my suitcase there. It was way too small and not like the pictures at all. With the agency I could not see the room before so I got a problem. I went to the bathroom, no lock, no hot water.. I went back, wanted to text my friend about it, no Wi-Fi? What now?