It’s been such a long time since I’ve written anything here. Since my main audience consists of extended family and some dedicated friends, I guess I don’t feel too guilty. Strangely how that works. For those of you who’ve experienced any sort of following on the internet (or I guess in some other medium), you notice how the countless unknown seem to take more weight than the people you actually know – in terms of getting their attention. They’re strangers, you don’t know what the hell they’re looking for, so you feel obliged to do more and guilty when you don’t do enough. Your friends know you, you know them, and if you don’t post a new podcast episode or some pictures or tweet you’re (mostly) certain they’ll still be your friends.

The unknown completely flips social value upside down. Interesting.

Okay sorry, back to something relevant: what have I been doing all this time?

I’ve been working as much as I can, learning a lot, and thinking and being worried a lot.

Working

• It is tempting to tell everyone “the same ol’ same ol’.”
• It has in fact changed a little bit!
  • In the month of May I worked three solid weeks at the American School (typically it’s once a week).
  • Being there every day made me feel a bit more at home and the kids got to see me a lot more.
  • I substituted a Spanish class, two science classes, two English classes…
  • Fourth grade, fifth grade, sixth grade, seventh grade…
    • (Fourth grade is secretly the best age level)
• I sometimes substituted at an English academia in Molins de Rei.
  • Recently, one of the teachers left and I was given two of her classes for the remainder of school.
    • (just a month)
  • Now I have a “real” class of my own! Short term, unfortunately.

Although I consistently tell myself that this is not my career path, and I could easily choose this, but I don’t believe I’d be happy in the long term, I do admit I really love teaching. Sure, it’s sometimes frustrating when you have a class of crazy and noisy kids, but when you’re aware of the fact that they’re just kids then it’s not too bad. Explaining something and then watching them apply it is pretty awesome.

• When June ends, so does work. I might have to travel.

Learning

• TED Talks are amazing. I’ve watched hundreds by now. Go learn something random!
• My volunteering at the University of Barcelona VISCA lab has been really good for me.
• I’ve been jumping around a lot of non-fiction books.
• I have a textbook on the visual system in the brain, a book on metaphorical structure in language, an old book that I’m finishing off about the origin of human language, and lots and LOTS of academic research papers.
• It’s starting to wear me down some and I miss a good fiction, but the fascination keeps me going.
• Since I work in research on visual perception at the university I mostly read about vision even though my interest is language.
  • Fortunately I think I’m stumbling across some interesting and new topics I could apply to language!
  • Remember my main curiosity is to discover (in the gritty detail) how people see the world. The avenue (of possible thousands) that I take is to look at the strings connecting the outside world, to thinking and knowing, and where “language” sits on those strings and how it changes them.
  • I might have found something completely new… but I only half understand it at this point and I have to learn so much more to find out if it’s anything special or not.
• I also might look for research opportunities at other universities here if I stick around.

Thinking

• Imagine this. You’re walking along a mysterious dirt path with books thrown about, all over the ground. Apparently you are in pursuit of something. Books contain everything, and you want a certain one. You notice the corner of one sticking out of the ground. A bit of the title is visible, but you don’t know if it’s exactly the one you are looking for. Yet, to dig with your hands, and cast away the grains of dirt is to learn more and more. To uncover more bits of this mystery, you have to learn. So, to ever get a clear look at the book, you have to inform yourself with all the million grains of dirt covering it.
  • Right now I’m doing this. Just kind of poking around. Trying to learn about such and such, unsure where it will lead me.
  • Digging around has always been fun though. I’m exploring.

Worrying

My main worries are:

1. Where do I need to be?
2. How am I going to have any money at all?

1. I keep bouncing back and forth in my mind about staying in Spain, going home to Michigan, going to the USA but somewhere else, going somewhere else in Spain, in Europe, in the world.

• When I lay out some realistic pros and cons it doesn’t make any sense to go to Michigan.
  • It would solve my worrying about money, but I would be socially miserable (and probably not encounter the opportunities for learning like I have here). I’d become stale.
• When I think about the USA I have this dreamy idea about either a long road trip to who-knows-where, or living with my brother in New York.
  • Swiftly return my worries about money. I doubt I could afford a road trip and I certainly wouldn’t be doing much as far as work / getting into school goes.
  • New York, simply put is ridiculously expensive. I’m able to survive here because of the relatively low cost of living. Even with an entry level job (or a teaching job), I don’t imagine being able to pay for NY rent. I just miss seeing my brother. Hopefully he comes here.
• I don’t really know of a place in Spain I’d want to go live in, and it’s too expensive to travel from city to city.
• I could get a job more easily in Germany for example. So I think about going somewhere else in Europe.
  • Despite the fact that I mostly use English in this city, I do enjoy being able to use the language when necessary. Just for asking directions, ordering things, and getting around. Another country means another language and that can be a big barrier.
• For some reason I’d love to go to Australia! That’s just a fancy. I have nothing to do there and it’s far too expensive to get there. I did however find out that flights to India aren’t as expensive as I thought. Since I don’t have summer work, maybe I will go where my money lasts longer: India.

This is just for the short term too. I don’t know where or what I’ll do in September. It’s kind of frustrating and interesting to live in two month spurts.

2. I’m doing pretty well this month and the month previous. I’m making more money than I usually do. I have just been working and living to pay rent, though. Now that summer is here I would like to move around a bit. I’m feeling kind of constrained all this time here abroad and not being able to see a lot. I need to somehow make some EXTRA money so I can see more of the world. Schools close for the summer at the end of June. That’s kind of my deadline of finding something else to do. I think I can either find some private students and keep working here… OR I can take what little money I have and go somewhere else.

So. Anything else to tell the world?

Not really. My social life is still quite small here. Being a relatively shy person, I think most of my friends were accumulated through school, and then when you put me in a new country alone, it’s going to take a while to get that back. I have some good friends here but the dynamics of spending time with them is just different. I also wish I had someone to date, but that’s a step harder than making more friends! That’s kind of frustrating on top of the stuff I already wrote about.

In summary:

I’m pretty happy off and on, but the weight of going to grad school is kind of haunting. I’m trying to do two opposite things here. Enjoy and explore Spain + apply to some good schools. It’s hard to split my interests so far. Once I just take this silly GRE test I think I’ll feel a lot better. Unless, of course, I do horribly.

Wednesdays at the American School:

I’ve been working at ASB (see “video update” post) every Wednesday in a sort of filler capacity. I get there at 9am and during the first period, I help a small group of third graders that need more practice with math. This involves playing quick-answer games and talking about shortcuts to answering some multiplication or addition problems they have had. The nice thing about kids is that anything is easily made into a “game.” In a group, have one kid throw a die and then a second kid across the table gets to throw one and between the two, they have to quickly say the correct answer. They’re so focused on being allowed to throw a die that they don’t realize they’re practicing math!

Then for the second period, I walk down to an adjacent building and walk a K5 class up to art and help the teacher during the class. Telling the kiddos “oh, very pretty!” for colouring in something completely. Things such as walking instead of running, and following a line still elude them however. I escort them back to the ECC building for their recess and I have a half hour break. I usually sit in the never-quiet library and read little bits of Steven Pinker’s The Language Instinct.

Then I help the librarian do random things until it’s time to take kindergarteners up from their story time to the cafeteria where I coerce them into eating at least half of their portions, sitting in their seats, and not touching other people’s food. Whew!

I’m known as a jack of all trades there by now because I seem to have been trained in just about everything. I file books, I know the catalogue system, how to check people in/out, and not to mention I’ve worked with almost every grade by now as well as worked in the office. I try to make myself as useful as possible to them. Although I came to teach, I quickly realized I wasn’t going to be doing any real teaching at the school so I’ll just do whatever they want to pay me for.

So, I don’t need to give you a rundown of the entire day. That’s how most of it goes. The remainder is more lunch duty, more library assisting, and an hour of watching the K5 class during snack time until their parents come around. Don’t be deceived. I have learned first hand that such simple tasks can be very tiring. I’m not a napping kind of guy, and I often fall asleep as soon as I get home on Wednesdays. The younger they are, the more of a handful they can be!

Speaking of which, I also get called in for other substitutions aside from my Wednesday assisting. Lately I have had K3 a few times. It’s getting a tad easier, but I admire the people that teach kindergarten as a profession, and couldn’t imagine dedicating myself to that every day of the week.

Substitutions I’ve done so far:

• 6th grade Catalan
• 4th grade Spanish
• Kinder 3 (3/4 year olds)
• Secretary
• MAP (standardized test) proctor for a whole week
• Librarian

Some of these were really fun (Catalan, Librarian), and some of them were hell (Spanish, MAP), but all-in-all I’m stashing it away as good experience.

So then, what do I do with myself outside of ASB?

I’ve been getting into reading again. I used to read a lot, and then I went to college and the last thing I felt like doing was reading (after all my class junk). Now with an abundance of free time and passing several days of doing nothing, I started to delve into books. Some for fun, some for learning, and some for exploring.

Stuff I’ve read since January:

• Generation A by Douglas Coupland
• Illusions: Adventures of a Reluctant Messiah by Richard Bach
• The Fall by Albert Camus
• aaand I’m about two-thirds of the way through The Language Instinct. I tend to pick that up when I run out of books, then put it back down quite easily. It’s interesting yes, but not captivating.
• The Captain’s Verses by Pablo Neruda, a bi-lingual edition, for a second time
• Some short stories by Quim Monzó

In other news!

Actually, all of this stuff is “other news” for the reader, I just enjoy using h2 (heading formats) to keep your interest.

• I learned to make coffee on the stove. Completely foreign to me.
• I made paella and have had some other adventures in cooking with Jenn.
• With this book and those dice I showed you in the previous post, I’ve learned to write in the Japanese script, Hiragana (except I don’t remember the R set very well).
• I bought two new books: Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami and The Black Swan by Nassim Taleb! Yay new books!
• I got an email today about a possible teaching slot for two months, three hours, four days a week! Hopefully this plays out well for me.

I’ve included a lot of links this time. So enjoy your surfing if you wanted some book recommendations. Hope this sufficiently updates everybody!

In case you were wondering, I’m planning on being here until the end of June, and then who knows what. I’ve applied to schools in Costa Rica and I might look into Turkey as well. Although I intend to go back to school soon, I’ll need something to do for another year.

Donations welcome!

Pro account! Mine is going to expire in a couple of days. This means that all of my HD videos on here will no longer be available and I won’t be able to post more until I renew. I don’t feel like spending $25 on it right now. So if you want to send me a non-birthday present, this is a good idea!

or of course… more Skype / external number subscription!

Anyway, this is what’s new with me:

I took a wonderful trip to Girona about a week ago with Kyle. It was my second time there and I think I like it better in the fall. The word that keeps bubbling up when I think of how to describe the quaint town/city is “enchanting.” It has ancient buildings with beautiful arches as well as skies and mountaintops in the distance. The ancient is balanced with interesting little shops and cafés occupying the side streets. There are some pictures of the trip on flicker, here.

I also went to Montjuic a second time, but to a part that I hadn’t seen before: the castle. I had a picnic sitting next to a cannon with my CELTA friends, and well… not much else to say about that. Some pictures from around there are in another flickr set. I also left out the part about getting lost in the Spanish countryside at night for a couple of hours. I guess you’ll just have to ask me about it if you want the story.

In other news, I had my first real-world teaching experience! I substituted for a school in Molins de Rey, just outside of Barcelona. It was a huge challenge, but I didn’t feel like I was drowning. In fact, by the end of it, I had enjoyed myself so much that I forgot there was money for me at the front desk. I think that’s the sign of a good profession: when you forget that people are paying you for what you’re doing. I haven’t had many jobs, just the one movie theatre job for about 4 or 5 years and the summer camp job for a couple of years, so maybe I can’t say, but from my experience so far I remember waiting anxiously for the paycheck at the movie theatre and with teaching or working at summer camp, I really felt the “flow” of it and didn’t think about doing the job as a means to an end.

Hopefully I get called in again to substitute and I can get more experience which might lead me to an actual job.

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Well, the only other news I have for you is that I’m flying home in a few days. It’s quite shocking to me how quick this is approaching. I’ll be in Michigan on December 14th. I get to spend the holidays with my parents, and an even more amazing detail, my brother will be there. I had been mentally preparing myself for my first Christmas away from home, a part of being an adult, but with the return ticket already paid for, and encouraging anecdotes about getting back into Spain, I decided to go for it and fly home.

On the morning of December 31st, I’ll be flying to New York City – my return to Barcelona leaves from JFK, so I’m getting there early to enjoy myself. I don’t know why, and I haven’t been there more than a week or so at a time, but I think I like the city in the winter. Walking around all bundled up in scarf and gloves, ducking into shops and book stores is made more cozy, and the snow makes it more romantic.

I’ll have my first NYC New Years celebration. I don’t know how awesome it will actually be, but I’m sure it can easily be better than watching movies at home. (No offense, parental readers.)

One last exciting part of my holiday travels is that I also get to go to Massachusetts for a few days.

So to boil it down for people like me who prefer to skim:

• December 14th (arrive 5:35 pm) – Detroit, MI
  • Christmas at home – yay yay yay
• December 31st (arrive 10:33 am) – New York City, NY
  • New Years in NYC – awesome awesome
  • Massachusetts with Kyle – awesomer
• January 6th (10:10 am) – Barcelona, Spain
  • Resume finding a teaching job – meh.

Hey Mom, I finally found Los Caracoles. Haven’t eaten there, though.

I live in a lovely apartment on a charming side street off Avenida Diagonal called Gandesa.

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This afternoon is pristine, calming, sunny, and a lukewarm temperature with breezes to remind your cheeks that it is in fact autumn. I have nothing of urgency to do today, so I walked down my street, followed a couple of intriguing corners, and followed my curiosity. There is a tiny bookstore only a block from home that carries popular books by American authors, translated into Spanish of course. I find relaxing enjoyment browsing through any book store, almost as I would a museum. Books lend themselves to eyes flitting from cover to cover, first processing the art and the font, and then the title – perhaps recognizing a name or even being interested enough to read the back of the book. I resisted buying anything because I already have a stack of books I would love to get through, and a mental stack even higher of recommendations from friends.

Only a few lamp posts further, I smelled a local bakery. It was lunch time, my inner dialogue said, but I walked inside just to satisfy my nose a bit more and peek at the various croissants, baby croissants, pastries, biscuits, and other various round and jellied or powdered treats I don’t even have labels for. As I escaped the cozy shop, I saw across the street a row of white tents. I made a mental note to return on the opposite side of the street so I could see what people were selling over there. I wanted to explore further, so I continued to the next corner of the street and noticed a fruit and vegetable shop one block to my left. Excited by the idea of inexpensive and most likely deliciously fresh produce, I walked over there. On my way down the block to the left I thought about how serenely peaceful it is to be able to turn a corner on a whim and walk without direction, destination, or anticipation. I’m so pleased with where I live and how amazing life is in the moment that I smiled to myself.

The fruit and veggie place was like a large room, opened to the street. There was a little island of crates in the middle to display peppers, eggplant, green tomatoes, regular tomatoes, and artichoke. The crates in the middle, with the fruit along the surrounding walls made one small and circular aisle. I chose a green, sour apple and three mandarin oranges, paid 68 cents and returned to the street I came from a block away. Further down the unexplored end of the street appeared to be mostly apartments and stores with uninteresting labels on the front. I remembered the white tents and I crossed the street to walk up where I came from and see what was going on. This all reminded me of Michigan. I’m sure it would remind people of all kinds of places, but that is the most present in my mind of course. It was like being in Birmingham, or Milford, or Northville where the streets are calm, quite pedestrian, and there are stores of interest along the whole way. The white tents and tables set up along the sidewalk made me think of art fairs in Ann Arbor or elsewhere that I had been. Once I approached however, only two of the stations were selling crafts and paintings. To my greater interest, the majority of the tents housed a specific type of culturally relevant grocery. There was a stand for honey and wax, with an actual beehive in a glass cage. Another long table displayed all sorts of cheeses and meats – chorizo, jamón, lomo, and more. It was attended by a sweet looking old man and the combination of the products being sold and the people selling gave a comforting impression of “local” or small-town interaction. Another tent had lines of glass jars filled with pastas and some spices unknown to me. The man had created his own pasta dishes to sell, but also to his side he displayed crates of unusual mushrooms and dried ingredients for cooking whoknowswhat. There was a chocolate tent, and a bread and pastry tent as well. Everything looked specially prepared and presented and proudly unique. I considered buying some things here instead of at the market/grocery store across from my apartment, but I decided against it.

The grocery store by my apartment is really small but it has a full butcher’s section and an amazing variety of cheeses. I asked for some slices of gouda, and a few hundred grams of salchichón and some more lomo (país). I grabbed another letre of orange juice, a new drink of choice, and another brick of dark chocolate. The grocery store is often loud with the butchers yelling in conversation across the counters to each other and the unreserved voices of old ladies asking their husbands on the other end of the room if they had found something they were looking for. This casual and open interaction between everybody is what makes me want to call it a “market,” because that is a part of what I associate with markets, the openness. Well, after getting my delicious Spanish meats and some cheese and chocolate I spent only 8€ and came back to the apartment to make lunch.

The apple was excellent and sour, just as I love them.

I wrote this entry.

I spent a few thousand dollars and the time and energy equivalent to a full load at university for a month straight. I’ve got a certificate that is accepted by schools around the world, but there’s the small detail about governments of the world being a pain. Being an illegal immigrant makes me look at the American immigration issue differently. The only valid complain I can understand on the part of the United States is an immigrant that uses the social services and isn’t paying taxes, so therefore the person is a drain on the system. The humorous bit is that people who are against immigration are very much against the obvious solution. If you give said immigrants legal papers, and they have to pay taxes, they are putting money into the government, and not a drain on the system any longer. I suppose some racist tendencies and a lack of understanding of statistics will still sway people to say “no” to such a solution, imagining that if said immigrants are given a legal status then they will all come and take jobs away from Americans – although this sentiment is true for other countries as well. My first response to that concern is: if Americans wanted the jobs, they would have applied for the jobs and there would not be any vacancies for other nationalities. So then how would an immigrant steal an “American” job? Well all that I have heard in response to this is that the immigrant would be working for less money. Wait! You are thinking of an illegal immigrant when you say that. Surely you cannot believe a foreigner with legal documents would be paid less than the American. If they are legal, then they are entitled to minimum wage. Let’s say minimum wage is $8/hr. Explain how a person from Guatemala for example, will be “stealing” a job from an American by working for less. Either person would have to get at least $8, no?

Sorry, that was a tangent on the United States, I should be writing about Spain, but the similar situation made me reflect on this issue in the States. The last comment I have on the American side of things is that people should also have the perspective, prior to arguing, that immigration is generally favoured during times of economic prosperity, and then despised throughout trends of depression. I wish people would be more logical, dare I say ‘level-headed’ about a lot of political subjects, instead of swayed by the context of the moment. Obviously anyone can spot my bias of being (or soon to be) an illegal immigrant and supposing that I am in favor of this because of my current condition. No one can write off their own bias, but I do believe that even if I were in an opposite position I would say the same. If I were in my native country, and not in search of work, and doing just fine, I would say that the world should be open to any human who wishes to experience it and that bureaucratic barriers as they seem to be are merely some kind of defense against economic insecurities. A truly successful state should know how to prosper for the potential labour source of any person (keeping in mind that fairness is maintained, which means equal pay, employees pay taxes, and so on).

Well then. Hopefully I haven’t pushed away half the people that read what I write, and hopefully they understand the points that I make and why I would make them. I’ll try to be less of a raging liberal in text format.

My current issue with Spain is that it is quite difficult to get a work visa here if you are not in the EU. As an aside I often think how ridiculous this is because all they write about in the papers seems to be about their horrible economy and unemployment. If I could have a visa, then I could be employed, earning money to spend in Spain and paying taxes to the Spanish government. In other words, I would be doing my little part towards stimulating their economy. However, because of this legal difficulty, I will have to work under-the-table for the time being, not paying any taxes and if I weren’t teaching English, but perhaps washing dishes for example, then I would probably also be doing work for less pay than a Spaniard! Well… complaining about political issues is a fun exercise of wit and reasoning with absolutely no end-result aside from the enjoyment of complaining within itself (unless you become a politician), so I’ll set all this aside.

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What do I want to do?

• Live in Barcelona at least through January. Then move on in the world.

What do I have to do to accomplish this legally?

• Obtain a work visa, obtain a student visa, marry an EU citizen, hop in and out of Schengen country borders.

Work visa, what I have learned:

• You have to apply within your country of residence. In the USA, one exception is appointing a legal representative (a parent maybe) and they can submit the application in their person.
• You have to pick up the visa from the consulate in the USA in person, no representatives.
• You have to submit massive amounts of paperwork including a medical certificate, police background check, birth certificate, passport and more…
• All of the above has to be officially translated into Spanish and notarized.
• Whatever organization is hiring you has to go about a legal process of declaring that there is no Spaniard to do the job they are hiring you for.
• A lawyer and legal translator are most likely required (additional costs).

Extra note: You have to have a Spanish employer “sponsor” this visa. Word of mouth claims that a Spanish company will only hire you if you already have papers. In essence, this particular visa process is a Catch-22 unless you are a specialist that is being requested by a Spanish company. I mean to say, this is not the sort of thing than can be done by looking for a job and getting hired. This process only works if the job finds you. This sort of logic probably only works “in Soviet Russia…” ha ha, sorry if you don’t know the joke I’m referring to.

A summary from spainexpat.com

Don’t have an EU passport? Apply for your working Visa. This, of course, means that your employer is willing to sponsor you and employ you illegally during the waiting period. Talk to a lawyer though, they’ll point you in the right direction and tell you how to help your employer help you. The lawyer could charge anywhere from 100€ to 500€ for services like this. Look in the classifieds for an immigration lawyer. You may also be able to utilize a student Visa by applying to other educational institutions, and then just cancel your matriculation and get your refund… You’ll be allowed to work part-time on a student Visa. The reason for all the trouble to get a visa? Job security. If you plan to spend more than a year in Spain, this visa will be absolutely vital to helping you should anything happen to this position you currently have.

I should also apparently empadronarme.

Student visa, what I have learned:

• A student visa is relatively simple to get!
• You must be a full-time student.
• You cannot work more than 30 hours*
• Post-graduate courses are “relatively inexpensive” (I don’t actually know the cost yet)
• Post-graduate courses are almost always in the evening, and not particularly demanding (depending on what you study I suppose)

My thoughts on this: I was already considering graduate school before coming to Spain. I suppose I could combine the two desires and attend grad school here. I would apply to schools I like in the USA as well, of course. Working with Lera Boroditsky at Stanford would be amazing, but my low self-confidence is saying that’s a slim chance.

*I read elsewhere that you are not allowed to work at all under a student visa. Perhaps “work” was implied to be under the table.
Marry an EU country resident:

• This is the most straightforward of all… get married! The only problem being that I think I could only marry for love. Even a prior understanding that it’s a marriage of convenience could make life complicated down the road. Not to mention, you have to request documents from both partners’ countries to prove they aren’t already married, you have to prove that you’re living together, and maybe some more stuff.
• Not going to happen.

Hopping in and out of the Schengen area to renew my “90 day tourist stay”

• First you might ask, – what the heck is a Schengen country?

It is basically a country that has signed an agreement to not worry about border checks and that sort of thing, allowing easy passage between the countries with the understanding that they’re all apart of the same club. When most people say they can stay in the EU for 90 days that is largely correct, however the law to which this relates to the Schengen agreement. A Schengen country is not necessarily an EU country either. Read the Wikipedia article if you like.

Countries that I can stay in for 90 days (in a 180 day period) are: Austria, Belgium, Denmark, Finland, France, Germany, Iceland, Italy, Greece, Luxembourg, Netherlands, Norway, Portugal, Spain and Sweden. All these countries except Norway and Iceland are European Union members. Click the photo for a fancy little diagram.

To clarify, a US citizen can travel within Schengen countries for 90 days within a 180 day period (3 months out of 6 months). Another way of looking at this is that if I stay in Spain for all 90 days, then I cannot return until 180 days have passed from the first day I got to spain. I would have to go to a non-Schengen country for at least 90 days, be that in Europe, Asia, India, or home in the States. This sounds the easiest, but obviously it would be a complication if I got a job. I can’t just tell an employer adios for 90 days and come back. I would have to become even more bohemian for this approach.

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I just covered the legal choices I have for living in Spain. As I am sure it is clear to you as it is to me, doing things legally do not lend themselves to practicality, ease of procedure, nor even logic at some points (the business visa Catch-22).

Here comes a bit of empathy for all those illegal immigrants out there…

I want to simply enjoy life wherever in the world I want to be. I might write a separate post about being a global citizen, but as a human being, we should all have the right to go where we want. At least I’m willing to work, too.

So. How do I do this unofficially?

It’s quite simple really! I apply for a job at a number of schools that have been indicated by other teachers as non-contract schools. I tell the interviewer at the beginning that I don’t have citizenship and will have to work without a contract unless they want to sponsor a visa. Some schools (usually the top-notch ones and all public schools) require papers, but there are those that do not. In this case I would get paid in cash. I won’t receive any benefits of having a contract:

• When you get sick or need to take leave in Spain, the government pays you the exact amount on your contract. Basically, it’s 100% paid sick leave.
• You can use their health-care system, and other benefits of being a citizen. Duh.

I love how much Spain takes care of their citizens, compared to the United States at least, and it’s a disappointment to live here and forgo all of that. Yet, if that’s what it takes to simply live here for a while then I guess I can do that.

It’s easy to do, then what about the downside?

Downside = it’s illegal!

I ask myself however… just how illegal is it?

From what I’ve read, I could just get a slap on the wrist and be banned from Schengen countries for 5 years. That would be horrible! Somewhere else, I read that you could be fined as well as banned. Lastly, you could obviously be deported if discovered. In reality, you aren’t likely to be found out or deported. The only time I would face consequences is if I decide to travel outside the Schengen countries and have my passport stamped. Simply put, I couldn’t return home, or even leave europe if I want to come back. I don’t plan on staying here more than a year. What a predicament. The only solution here would be to wait for about five years when Spain usually grants amnesty to illegal immigrants. I don’t want to do that. Now I feel like I’m rambling, so I’ll end the post soon…

I think the best bet is to spend three months in a non-Schengen country and come back to Barcelona, give up on Spain and go to Costa Rica, or South America, or any of these other places in the world I want to go to; lastly, I could somehow open a business of my own, in which case I can get a visa much more easily. Owning a business is probably the last thing I’m capable of doing! If my brother or someone else I knew felt like doing that in Spain (or already owns a company), and then just sponsored my visa, I would be golden.
I believe I’ve exhausted all that I know about this situation. If you know more, or better yet, you know someone at the consulate, feel free to leave a comment to this post to inform me!

Grad school is beginning to look more solid.

All I want to do is experience life in different places, learn some things, give people some knowledge, and move on. Why does government have to complicate it so?

Tisk, tisk.