Dias de Dificultad

I have just moved into my room at La Herradura, the school where I will be taking Spanish classes and living. The room is small, but not much smaller than my room in Boston, and it has everything I need, as well as a door onto the terrace (not that I can open it in the humidity). Yesterday it rained all day as I came here for a tour and placement test. I got so lost on the bus (both ways), absolutely soaked, and completely embarrassed by my total inability to understand the bus driver. But, after that ordeal, I finally got back, went to the grocery store and got some food (and also failed at buying oranges the right way) and finally an umbrella. After a nap, I got ready and went with Vero to see Jose and Marcelo, who made fresh pasta for us. I spent the majority of the night in silence as I tried to understand the conversation (and couldn't), but they were all very nice and tried to help me along. It's hard to get used to feeling so stupid all the time, but I'm hoping in time I will be able to listen and understand the language and accent. It's very hard though and I am a bit homesick. I just keep telling myself that it will get better. It is only day #3. I will start Spanish classes on Monday, and with 4-6 hours a day of immersion classes I think I will improve soon. I will start teaching at the elementary school in Maldonado in 2-3 weeks. Hopefully I will feel more confident by then, but for now, I am nervous.