“Estoy aburrida,” translates into “I am bored,” which is a completely acceptable thing to say I suppose. However, when the goal is to communicate “I am boring,” the jovial self-deprication quickly becomes an insult towards your current companions. Just a random example of how a communication major like myself has repeatedly found herself unable to communicate. But hey, such is life. And if I have learned anything while studying abroad it is that I am fallible, and that if I am willing to have grace for myself, most others are too. While there are many cultural differences that I have stumbled over here in Spain, there is one thing that I have found to be fairly universal: perception of attitude. It does not take an American to read my nonverbals. And the Spaniards can tell when I am frustrated, impatient, tired, arrogant, and thankfully, when I am trying. This is key to communication here. For the most part, any inability to communicate on my part is supplemented by my willingness to try, in the local heart-language.
All that said, here “no estoy aburrida,” ever. Life abroad is anything but boring. And this concept, though exciting, has been one of my greatest struggles. While it is different for everyone, I find that the failure just how fast-paced and active life abroad can be, can lead to a pre-mature burnout. In my opinion, realizing that rest is a vital part of enjoying continuous adventure has been crucial. Sleeping is one thing (and a particular favorite of mine). But, as we repeatedly say here: You can sleep when you are dead”. It is simply important to find that which is restful for you. For me, this means making sure I get some alone time, outside, every couple of days. As an introvert this time alone only improves and adds to all that I do with the group.
Adventures abound, and I am thankful that I have learned to rest and enjoy them!