I was not particularly looking to escape, but the opportunity presented itself. Once the school year was over in Madrid, concluding my first year as a Language and Culture Assistant at an elementary school, I headed to the North of Spain. I was going to work at an English outdoor summer camp for a month. It was ideal, really. Madrid gets unbearably hot in the summer, its dryness, pollution, and temperature making every part of your body sweat as you breathe in heat and exhale more heat. Everyone told me to “get out!” so I did. And I was getting paid to do so! … Continue reading I fell in love with summer months.
I propose a toast. Not just because it’s Friday, but because I just bought good Spanish liquor, and because I am alive, in this body, in this moment, in these chaotic times when a lot of things don’t go our way. … Continue reading LiVe YoUr LiFe!