This is Mackenzie. As much as she hates to admit it, she is a morning person.
This is Spain. The only time Spain sees 6 A.M. is on the tail end of a night out.
I am not, admittedly, the stereotypical, extremely happy morning person that walks around with sunshine coming out of every bodily orifice. That would be my uncle. I like to have silence in the morning which has worked out pretty well here in Spain because no one else is up in the house when I am. This means I can eat my breakfast and get to the pool in peace (yes mother, that is directed at you).
I spent the entire summer getting up at 5 and going to bed around 9:30 so the whole going to bed late and getting up late is rough. The first couple of weeks we were here I thought, “Oh I’ll get used to eating lunch at 2:30 and dinner at 9:30, I’m just experiencing this culture shock stuff that we’ve heard so much about.” Three months later I am still not used to it. My body is still wondering why we are eating dinner when we should be going to bed.
Once the pool opened up I started going to swim in the morning. Which is fun. Getting a stern talking to by an angry old lap swimmer is always a joyful experience. (It was something along the lines of how I needed to swim slower so that I did not endanger anybody in the lane) After that fun chat I decided to go earlier so as to avoid offending anybody. I have succeeded in this, but my host parents think I am absolutely insane for getting up that early to go swim.
There have been a couple of times where Addy and I have had to walk pretty early to our program center to leave for a field trip. Walking through the Plaza Mayor at 7 on a Friday is quite the experience because there are still an amazing number of people who have not yet gone to bed. This is a foreign concept to me. I like my bed and sleep. A lot. I also like to avoid as much unnecessary social interaction as possible so that fact that people have been partying all night short-circuits my brain. It also kind of impresses me.
All in all I think it is fair to say that I have found my place as a morning person in Spain amongst the older generation of 7:15 AM lap swimmers. We exchange the perfect amount of words for the morning (buenas then hasta luego, adios) and in between we all go about swimming in peace.
Kenzie, Your favorite elderly lap swimmer