I went through the motions all day, stressing about getting to the airport on time. Even having left my last class half an hour early (at 6:30pm) I was still nervous about getting there. But luckily, there were no lines to buy my ticket or check-in, which made me very happy and unable to complain when I found out the flight was delayed 3 hours. I had a pretty relaxing time in the airport and the plane left earlier than they had thought. They even gave everyone a discount on their next SpanAir flight, but unfortunately that will be my last!
The flight was good and we got to Granada around midnight. As I got onto the bus into the city, I really realized that I was completely alone - there was nobody to help figure out how to get to the hostel, there was nobody to meet up with, I didn't have any obligations about where to go or what to do, and not one person in the whole city knew who I was. But I didn't feel vunerable - I felt stronger than I ever have before.
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