I am a worry-wart.

While I was sleeping in the hotel in Madrid, the two girls I was traveling with, Virginia and Cassie, went out. I was very jealous but I know that I would have been a downer to them if I had gone. When they left, I knew they were going to grab dinner and going to meet up with some of Virginia’s friends that she met that live in Spain. They left around 11:30 PM for dinner. It is crazy how late they eat dinner over here! Anyways, I expected them to be gone for 2 or 3 hours. I woke up at about 3:00 in the morning with no roommates. So, I stayed awake for the next three hours thinking about the worst scenarios that could have happened. I was imagining myself calling Cynthia in the morning and being forced to tell her that my roommates had disappeared. (Cynthia is our program director here in Alicante.) Our shuttle was supposed to arrive at 9:00 AM so I was getting VERY nervous. At 6:00 AM they knock on the door with stories about meeting awesome locals as well as some good-looking French guys (oui oui!). I felt jealous that I had missed out but more than that I felt stupid for worrying. Really stupid. Such a waste of my time, plus I missed out on about 4 hours of sleep.