The month of October was rather hectic overall. I spent at least one day a week waking up 6:30 in the morning to catch the 7:00 bus to the Murcia, the capital of the region, to try and get all my papers taken care of so that I could be a legal foreigner in Spain. These trips consisted of an hour and half bus ride and hours of waiting and standing in lines at Foreigners Office. For the first trip we waited in line outside for 2 hours to be told we were in the wrong line event though we asked before we got in line if it was the right one. After 30 minutes of waiting in the other line, we were told that we need to go to the line we were previously in. Once we told the man we had already been in that line and the guy told us to come here, he said that he doesn’t know what to do with us and sent us away to someone else. This lady was nice and gave us a number to wait and talk to someone else. After 2 more hours of waiting, the new guy told us that we needed different papers and that we needed to go to an office in a different city and then come back to this office afterwards. So the following week one of my roommates went to the office in the other city (Lorca) which is a 30 minute bus ride, with one of her teachers who knew someone who worked there and got her paperwork taken care of. I went 2 days later and had to stand outside in line for an hour in constant wind and once I got to go in, the man told me that I couldn’t do anything here and that I needed to go back to the office in Murcia. I then told him that I had been there and they told me to come here and that my roommate came here and got her papers taken care of 2 days ago. To which his reply was that I still had to go to the other office to do anything. The next week I went to Murcia again to go to the office but this time I was going to go with the director of the program for our region. I went to her office and we were going to go, but the person we needed to see wasn’t in so there was no need to go. So I left my papers with her and left again. Sadly, this was the most progress I had made at all with the situation. The following week I went once more and finally got everything taken care of after 2 hours of waiting. It was so much easier last time in Spain when I didn’t do all of this stuff and just lived here illegally for a few months but this time I’m getting paid so I need to be legit.