Sunday, September 29, 2013

Alcalá de Henares

On Friday, Natalie and I made a visit to Alcalá de Henares, a small town just outside of Madrid which is primarily famous for being the birthplace of Cervantes. Since I wrote my honors thesis on Don Quixote, it was obviously obligatory that I visit the house where Cervantes was born and spent his childhood.

Arguing with a statue of Don Quixote outside the Cervantes house museum
But Alcalá also has some other neat things...

The lovely Calle Mayor, with brightly-colored houses atop ancient columns
The University of Alcalá, founded in 1499
Wouldn't you like to go to school here?
Most of all, it was a fun trip for me because it's actually the first thing we've done here that I hadn't already done last summer! It's been great coming back to Madrid and revisiting places that I loved, but it was really fun to become a true tourist again and see something new for the first time.

Fun with Food

After the grueling bureaucracy post, here's a nice and easily-digestible post about food!

Chocolate con churros, a typical Spanish dish

6 mini-bottles of beer + a big plate of potatoes for only 6€
Famous sweets from Alcalá de Henares, a town near Madrid

Orientation

Earlier this week, we had our orientation for the program. As previous Auxiliares (that is technically the name of our position - it basically means "Teacher's Assistant") had warned us, it was excruciatingly boring. They spent a lot of time talking about the setup of the public school system and very little time talking about anything relevant to our actual responsibilities. However, there was a really nice and funny girl from New Zealand who is a second-year Auxiliar who talked about her experience and gave us some useful advice, as well as some fun ideas for games to play with the kids.

Aside from this bright spot, the other important goal of the orientation was to explain how we can get our NIE and TIE - our foreigner's identification number and card (Número de identificación extranjero and Tarjeta de identificación extranjera). As I had been warned by reading blogs of previous Auxiliares, this is an unbelievably convoluted and labyrinthine bureaucratic process. Assuming everything goes smoothly, we probably won't have our cards until after Christmas - and that's if we're lucky!

Just to give you an idea, here are some of the steps in the process. Feel free to skip them, as this post is definitely more word-heavy and less picture-friendly!

1) We gave a photocopy of our passport, visa, and entrance stamp into Spain to the woman who ran the orientation, who was going to take all of them to the police station in order to make the appointment where we will get the physical card.

2) Some time around the second or third week of October, she should have heard back from the police station, and we will have to go to her office to pick up the letter with our NIE and our appointment.

At this point, we will have our foreigner's ID number, and can use it to sign up for bank accounts (at some banks) and do other things, but we still have to get the card.


3) After receiving the letter with the date of our appointment, we will have to go to a bank (any bank, apparently) with another form that they gave us at orientation and pay 15,50€. They will give us a receipt that we must guard with our lives.

4) We must go to a local ministry of something or other and get Empadronado, which essentially is just an official document saying we live where we say we live and pay rent, etc. I've heard this is actually not too hard, but one could imagine long lines, unending paperwork, soulless pen-pushers, etc.

5) Once all of this has been done, we just have to wait for our appointment, which will probably not be until some time in December. When the golden day finally rolls around, we have to go to the same police station where the woman took our forms - and here is my favorite part of the whole process - but it has no street number! All they could tell us was the avenue and the closest metro, and then they said to just wander around and ask people for the antigua cárcel (old prison), because that's what it used to be.

If I didn't already feel like I was in a Kafka novel, when they revealed this beautiful detail I was definitively convinced...


So anyway, we will go to the police station on the day of our appointment with all of the receipts and forms we will have collected by that point and they will take our fingerprints (still not sure what role this plays in the whole process) and give us ANOTHER piece of paper verifying that we came and that we met all the requirements and are ready to receive our cards. Once again, we must guard it with our lives - I don't even know what happens if you lose it.

In about 40 days, the cards will be ready, but no one will call us to let us know - we just have to go back to the mysterious police station with no address and hope we didn't waste 50 minutes on the metro only to find out we need to come again later.

If this wasn't all bad enough, there is one more bit of bureaucratic beauty that is the icing on the cake: our visas expire in December, because they are only intended to cover us until we get the card, but thanks to this ridiculous process, we probably won't have the card until January. This is fine as long as we stay in Spain, but if we want to leave to travel during Christmas, we will have to go to ANOTHER government office and get an Autorización de regreso - a piece of paper saying we are allowed to return to the country. This costs 10€ and takes two weeks to process.

Sounds like fun, doesn't it?

Sunday, September 22, 2013

More Meandering

Here are some more of the things that I've done with my friends over the past few days! Orientation is this Tuesday, so it'll (hopefully) be exciting to finally learn a little more about what we'll be doing for the next year, although I've heard that most of the information is of a purely bureaucratic nature.

Parque del buen retiro

San Lorenzo de el Escorial

Plaza del Sol

DecorAcción

A few days after I moved into my apartment, I walked out onto the street and found several strings of multicolored origami figures on the ground in front of the door. There was a woman sitting on the ground making more, and two guys standing around and talking to her. The origami figures were strewn across the sidewalk all around her.

I had no idea what was going on until I talked to my land lady. Apparently, I happened to move in to my new place during an event called DecorAcción (DecorAction in English) in which local artists are allowed to decorate the fronts of stores and buildings in our neighborhood. The past few days, they have also closed off a few streets so that artists could set up tables and stalls to sell their wares.

The neighborhood is called Barrio de las letras or The Neighborhood of Letters (letters as in "a man of letters" - culture, arts, education) because many Spanish authors have lived here throughout the years. I live less than a block from the house where Cervantes lived and the monastery where he is buried. It's already a pretty trendy, artsy place, but this event has made it even more charming and enchanting!

Enough talk; here are the pictures!

The origami figures were eventually strung up across the street!









Thursday, September 19, 2013

Getting Settled, Getting Started

Greetings to all who are reading this blog! To give a brief introduction, I intend to use this site as 1) a personal scrapbook, to help me remember my adventures; 2) a place to post occasional updates for friends and family back in the states to look at whenever they get curious about what I've been up to. There will be many pictures and little text; I might start a separate "reflection" blog later, but for now I want to keep it simple.

Plus, ain't nobody got time to read all my thoughts anyway!

So here's what I've been up to the past week...

Done lots of wandering with my friend Natalie

Parque del Retiro
Madrid viewed from a cable car ride
A crazy illuminated manuscript depicting scenes from the apocalypse!
Royal Palace of Aranjuez
Me and Natalie in the Aranjuez gardens

Made new friends

At a club with my new Brazilian friends

Moved into my apartment