I'm sure you've heard me mention in previous posts that the things I love about living in Spain are, many times, also the very things I hate. These aspects which I both love and hate are, surprise!, things which are different from what I am used to having in my life. It's quite unfortunate, and something I've only recently discovered and admitted about myself, that I frequently confront something new with a lot of mistrust, skepticism and reluctance. As much as I preach and try to model myself against ethnocentrism, I can't help but (I suppose somewhat naturally) react towards changes in daily life with frustration and hesitation. Let me explain with a few examples: