Day 2: happiness

“People around me were staring because every time I put a grape in my mouth I’d say, ‘Boyfriend.’” Meet Lee. An outgoing Korean girl I met at the hostel in Barcelona. She was telling me about her midnight moment in Plaça d’Espanya where she also celebrated New Year’s Eve. We were sharing the first breakfast of 2016, and I learned she was traveling for a month. That is all I would ever know about her as the rest of our conversations centered on Barcelona. We made plans to visit Park Güell together the next day.   Being January 1st, Barcelona was … Continue reading Day 2: happiness

Day 1: New Year’s Eve

Like many of my favorite adventures, this one began before the sun came out and after a poor night’s sleep. That is the small price of an exhilarating life. Power went out again, so I dressed in the dark and started the journey without coffee. Just like that time I went to Paris. Promising! I met up with my ride at a gas station. I was using BlaBla Car for the first time. I was willing to give it a try after hearing people having successful experiences. BlaBla Car is pretty much the hitchhiking of the 21st century. People post … Continue reading Day 1: New Year’s Eve

The Sight That Saves Me

Another fall from grace. I dread getting blindsided by suffering…any suffering! Even the kind where you smack your little toe against furniture. It unsettles every bone in my body as I go from cloud 9 to somewhere near the end of a black hole in the galaxy. Excuse me, I’m getting carried away. But yes, it sucks to be in pain. The morning after the fall my muscles ached, and I replaced breakfast for a coffee and then chamomile tea with honey. “That should carry my anxiety through the day,” I thought. Here’s the tough side of moving abroad by yourself: I’ve only been here … Continue reading The Sight That Saves Me

Gambling My Heart

Dear Spain, You have brought me to tears and laughter. You have brought me to a more adult place where I can take care of myself, yet you’ve opened me up to the possibility of being taken care of by another. You have taught me that brand new is not necessary. You’ve taught me to accompany a simple meal with wine, and chew my food slowly, without desperation to clean my plate. You’ve taught me I’ve got nowhere to go, and everywhere to be. You’ve taught me to walk uphill, and to never ever run downhill. You’ve taught me to always … Continue reading Gambling My Heart

I danced. And then I replied “YES!”

The door was locked. “Did I arrive too early?!” Because I would almost rather arrive a little late than waaaayyyy too early. I said, “The school is locked,” to the Vice Principal walking toward me. Her eyes widened in a still-sleeping shock. She turned the knob…and the door opened…Mhm. I hate looking dumb. “Does it show that I met a Spanish boy…?” I asked her. She laughed, and I tried not to get that burning red blush. In Spain (at least in the schools), your coworkers/bosses can take on a friend-role easily. The Principal and Vice Principal are not just giving … Continue reading I danced. And then I replied “YES!”

I could try to describe it in depth.

I am excited 98% of the time lately. But I haven’t been THIS excited in a while. I was wide awake at 4:30 am, and I knew it had to be the anticipation of this hike that wouldn’t let me sleep for long. I left the house before the sun came out, and there was not a soul in the streets. “Only the brave are out,” WhatsApp Nacho (one of the Spaniard friends I’ve made here). “Then what am I doing here?!” I wrote back. But I had a good feeling about this day… I met up with Sonia, Nacho, and Ismael … Continue reading I could try to describe it in depth.

It’s Autumn <3

SPOILER ALERT: this blog post contains a gory image and a bad word spoken by a 1st grader. I woke up at 5 am, a burst of unwanted energy opened my eyes and kept me awake until I had the courage to get out of bed. It is quite chilly, and I have no idea what’s going on with the heater. Thinking, thinking, thinking. Too much thinking before coffee. So I came to blog while it brews in my moka pot. I am almost 100% recovered from the cold I caught last week, right before Halloween. “Rule #1 – do not run. Rule … Continue reading It’s Autumn ❤

“Tired” is not who I am anymore.

The breeze blew my hair softly, and the sun warmed up my bare skin. I was shirtless on top of a hill in what looked like the middle of nowhere. “Wait, what?” I just read your mind. Alright, I will explain. It all began on a normal Friday morning in Alcobendas. I woke up at 6 am, and made strong coffee in the old-school Italian, moka pot. I made breakfast, and enjoyed some light-reading before heading to school. Mornings here have been in the low 40’s, which is practically a snowstorm for a Florida girl. I have a very peaceful commute to work, which makes for … Continue reading “Tired” is not who I am anymore.