“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.

But there is charm.

It was everything and nothing. It was simple, yet complicated. It was strange and familiar. It was daunting and adventurous. It was my life here in Spain. A life that is only two weeks old, but feels like it started ages ago. During my second week in Madrid, I was able to rent a room, move in, and make it cozy. I visited banks to see which one would let me open an account for free, and with some of my documentation still pending. I began to finally cook (the food here is delicious and affordable, but there is something … Continue reading But there is charm.