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.
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.