Hola a todos,
My name is Montoya Trice. Welcome to my blog entry. I tend to think in clusters so I will blog the same way.
I attend school at IE (pronounced “ee aye”). The culture is pretty similar to Kellogg. Actually they were recently ranked right below Kellogg at #11 for international MBA programs by the Financial Times.
So far I’ve enjoyed my classes. My favorite is a class called “Leadership, Power, and Influence.” It’s taught by a professor who could best be described as “the Soup Nazi from Seinfeld meets…” Well he’s pretty much just the Soup Nazi teaching an MBA class. He’s a mean old man but I learn a lot and there’s never a dull moment in his class.
Life In Madrid:
I think the biggest compliment I can pay a city is by saying, “I could see myself living here.” Madrid fits that description. It’s easy to get around, has friendly people, and a culture I like. It’s also a very clean city. Every night they empty the trash on the streets and clean the metro stations.
I really wanted to study abroad was because I never had the chance to do it in undergrad. I also really wanted to improve my Spanish. I’ve been learning the language off and on for a very long time. I even had a blog about it.http://www.spanishwithoutboredom.com
What I’ve learned through speaking Spanish here is that Spanish is worse than I thought, but at the same time it’s much better than I thought. It’s worse because I’ve completely forgot some basic vocabulary. It’s much better because I can actually have pretty good conversations with locals. I frequently hear, “Tu hablas muy bien!” I’ve met some really cool people out and about that continue to support my language learning journey.
Life Without Kellogg:
While I enjoy traveling, I’d be lying if I said I don’t have any Kellogg FOMO. It pains me that I’m missing out on the wonderful Black History Month programming the BMA is hosting. I’m also missing out on Running With The Bulls, and the shenanigans of my MMM crew. But like Brittney said in the previous blog, it’s all about tradeoffs.
I’ll end this post with some of my running observations while living here:
It took me a couple weeks to get used to the pace here. Lunch doesn’t end until 4 PM. Dinner is at 10 pm and the clubs don’t start filling up until 1 AM.
Spanish people party really hard. It’s pretty normal for it to be 5 AM and find yourself finally heading home from the club.
There are like 3 different words for shrimp (gambas, camerones, langostinos). Why?!?!
I have to pronounce my first name the Spanish way (MOAN-toy-uh vs. MON-toy-uh) for people to get it.
A little bit of Spanish goes a long way. You’re selling yourself short if you don’t even try to speak the native language.
That’s all for now.