Thursday, March 7, 2013

Dunbar's Number

Dunbar's number. A number which British Anthropoligist Robin Dunbar suggests is the maximum number of people a person can hold a meaningful relationship with. Although 150 is often used in reference to this evasive number, Dunbar never claimed to have found an exact number where the human brain reaches a so-called tipping point. Rather, he acknowledged and asserted that this tipping point does exist.

Over a month into my experience here in Granada, I find myself questioning this number, and, if I were being perfectly honest, being afraid of it. I constantly wonder, "What is my number? When will I not be able to make anymore new relationships? Will I start to let go of people who mean a lot to me without knowing it?"
A large part of being a study abroad student involves (as it should!) meeting a lot of people from a lot of different places. This process is arguably the most important learning aspect of the study abroad experience. That's why we went abroad right? To learn different cultures and languages. To be better citizens of the world. To be a less stereo-typically ignorant Americans. I have met 75 people in my program plus the staff plus countless others throughout the time that I have been here. I feel myself forming relationships with many of them. I feel myself forming meaningful relationships with them. That's what I want, right? Right?
It's funny how we try so hard to form these relationships in the beginning. We really want to belong and identify with people when we are in a foreign place where we know no one, with good reason! We try so hard that we fall into a good rhythm. But then we forget. What about all the other people in the world? What about the people I have left at home? What about all the people I have yet to meet? My hope is that, throughout my time here AND throughout the rest of my life, I create my own number. A number that could potentially be infinite.

Sunday, February 24, 2013

That time I had to open a bank account...in Spanish

The other day, I had to open a bank account for the very first time in my life. I walked into the big bank on the biggest road in Granada (Gran Via de Colon), and looked around trying to figure out who to talk to. I first walked up to the tellers and waited in like for a few minutes. "Alguien aqui habla ingles?" When the answer was no, I took a deep breath and said, "Tengo que abrir una cuenta (I need to open an account)..." The woman behind the window looked at me as if to say, "Really? You came up to the teller booth?" She points to a woman sitting at her desk and told me to speak with her. I walk up to Carmen, a impeccably dressed and put together woman, and tell her (all in broken Spanish of course, but I will spare you and write this in English), "I have to open a bank account, but I don't know how to speak Spanish very well. Regardless, I wouldn't know how to open a bank account even if we were speaking in English". Carmen gave a small chuckle and asked me for various items (my passport, evidence of my matriculation at the university, etc). She asked me a few more questions, told me where to sign, and somehow, miraculously, 45 minutes later, I had a bank account. No big deal. Now if only I could figure out how to activate my debit card...

Cool thing for today:

So I am studying in Granada this semester, and I am loving it! I got here about 3 weeks ago, and it is flying by! I will also be blogging for Cornell abroad while I am here. If you like, you can follow my adventures here!

And a picture of the view I see here everyday: