Meeting with the new head…

Meeting with the new head…

Numero uno…

Coffee and cake with Spanish language exchange partner whilst anticipating meeting with the new head later.
Coffee and cake, always essential!

So, numero uno of living in Spain. I wanted to give myself a few days before starting work to familiarise myself with my new surroundings. And, I had a meeting with the new head before the start of term. But before that, I had arranged to meet up with someone from the Conversation Exchange site I joined in the summer. This particular exchange partner already speaks very good English and I am keen to practice my below basic Spanish!

After chatting over coffee for two hours and being introduced to some local cafes I was pretty tired. And it’s clear that I still have a long way to go with my Spanish! I didn’t expect it to come easy of course, I’m just fortunate that my language partner appears to have a lot of patience!

Late for meeting with the new head?

I head back to the hotel and its air con to chill for a bit knowing that I have a meeting with my new headteacher the following day – or so I thought it was!

Narrow Spanish streets through tall winding buildings.
Confusing Spanish side streets!

I get back to the hotel lobby where the receptionist is waving a piece of paper at me. The head has been to the hotel looking for me! Bit odd! The note explains that she is at a bar waiting to meet with me! I have an ‘oh no!’ moment. I know I have my moments, but I’m not usually that scatty! Have I got the dates mixed up? I phone the number she has left and she gives me a list of directions. She speaks so fast that all I get is, ‘It’s right past C&A’ and ‘It’s only a five minute walk from where you are’ (yeah right, I’m sure it is!). I march out of the hotel as if it is on fire and head back into the city.

Thankfully, I know where C&A is as I walked past it this morning – it takes me 15 minutes! As I get to C&A I continue walking looking for this right turn. I get towards the end of the street. There is a long row of tall buildings all connected – no right turn! I get to the end of the street and decide to turn around and walk back. I must have missed it, or maybe I am on the wrong street!

Losing my marbles!

My phone suddenly buzzes with a text. ‘Are you lost?’ I choose to ignore it and continue to walk back the way I came. I’ll phone in five minutes if I still can’t find it. I begin to think I am on a Spanish version of Harry Potter trying to find Platform 9 3/4! Where is this bloody right turn? By now I am extremely hot and sweaty, urg! Before I reach C&A I notice a tiny side street and wonder how I managed to miss it! I get to the table and find the head who informs me that she is on her second beer already whilst she’s been waiting for me – obviously concerned about our meeting! I am very flustered by this point, as well as hot and sweaty. So opt for water with plenty of ice! After all, this is a work meeting!

She begins our meeting by apologising for asking to meet a day early but thought it would be better to get started sooner on things. Phew!! I haven’t lost my marbles just yet!

Mistaken identity…

She smirks at me and continues, ‘I’m surprised you had time to meet with me today.’

I must have that puzzled, gormless look on my face that certain family members have mentioned to me before, as she begins to laugh a little.

I ask her what she means.

‘Well, when I arrived at the hotel the receptionist explained that she saw you leaving with someone!’ Where the hell did she get that notion from? I left on my own for one thing! ‘What!!’ I reply.

My puzzled, gormless look now has a frown to go with it. She begins to laugh a little more, ‘Well, good for you if you were meeting a guy, but I did think it was a bit quick, you’ve only been here a day!’ I can feel my cheeks burning, and not from the heat of the sun! I know I’ve gone as red as a beetroot! I reply with, ‘Yes, I met with a friend earlier, but it was an amiga, not an amigo!’

Not that that matters either way of course! The point being that this is a very odd conversation to be having with your new employer! This is only the second time we’ve met, and what a way to start a meeting with another professional! It all felt quite weird and I was only too glad to get back to the hotel room again afterwards – on my own!! What a way to be meeting with your new head!


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Kay

I’m a British primary school teacher with a passion for travel, who decided to leave teaching in the UK to follow my dream of teaching English abroad and share my experiences along the way.

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