Leaving Europe and Three Earthquakes: a look into the first few months in Mexico

I have been meaning to tell you what it’s been like to move from Europe to the Americas this summer. I moved to Spain on my own (#throwback #2015), and had the most exhilarating two years of my life travelling around Italy, Portugal, Hungary, Poland and Czech Republic. Madrid became a place I still think of as my home. Barcelona became my favorite weekend-getaway excuse. I acquired a particular taste for strong coffee in tiny cups, and a love for oversized scarves. Though I hate the notion that I left Europe because I fell in love with a European who … Continue reading Leaving Europe and Three Earthquakes: a look into the first few months in Mexico

Cinque Terre: 16 long hours and a fleeting day.

It’s been a month since I crossed the pond from Europe to America. Now that I am sitting in a comfortable air-conditioned kitchen, and eating ice-cream made with cashew milk, I can write what I remember. It was Friday, June 9th. I left home at 7:00 am and met Sarah at the Madrid airport for our flight to Milan. When the plane landed and they opened the doors, I heard a musical “Buon Giorno!” that immediately put me back in touch with my love for Italian. I was shy to try what little I could remember from the college classes … Continue reading Cinque Terre: 16 long hours and a fleeting day.

Me-Oh-My, Better Finish That Wine!

I spent most of the train ride looking out the window. I love train rides in Spain. The AVE is a wonderful fast train that feels like a plane on Earth. It is comfortable, clean, and with inevitable great views of the country side.  Bradley and I were on an anniversary trip to a region of Spain I had been dying to see: La Rioja. My girlfriends and I almost always drink Rioja at the bars in Madrid. During my second year living in Spain, I became determined to go to the source.   Bradley and I were aware that … Continue reading Me-Oh-My, Better Finish That Wine!

Hope

The sun is out. It has not been bright in Madrid for weeks. This is really unusual, Madrid. Last year, I hardly ever heard the sound of rain here. But now I hear it a lot. I have always felt European rain is pretty – a romantic touch. I am grateful for the wide bed I get to write this post from, with a big window, in a blue painted room. I am drinking this eucalyptus, mint, malva, thyme tea that’s supposed to boost my immune system. I got the flu last week. November was a strange month. I encountered all … Continue reading Hope

The getaway after I blew up on Friday.

I wish I could tell you I was thrilled to get out of the city, and could not pack fast enough! I wish I could tell you I could not wait to get on that bus! But the only thing I was excited about was my warm, beige/hot pink bed and Netflix. It was past 9 p.m. when Sarah texted me to ask if I still wanted to go to Salamanca with her the next morning. Of course I was still going! I would never waste a paid bus ticket, and booked accommodation. This trip was happening no matter what. I … Continue reading The getaway after I blew up on Friday.

10 Important Quotes: insights of an expat

      It was exactly one year ago that I wrote a blog entry regarding all the surprising things I found about life in Madrid after only a month in Spain: Phew. I feel safe around graffiti now. “The girl who’s carried an agenda since 4th grade finds herself in the present and *gasp* without a plan,” I wrote. It was the most perfect unplanned plan I have ever carried out. The entire year was filled with surprise. I allowed myself to be stunned by Spain. Living abroad for an entire year without a clue of what I would … Continue reading 10 Important Quotes: insights of an expat

Camino de Santiago: the checklist

“Tell him yes. Even if you are dying of fear, even if you are sorry later, because whatever you do you will be sorry all the rest of your life if you say no.” – Gabriel Garcia Marquez   Some adventures come to us unannounced – but hopefully they’ll never catch you unprepared. I joined British Bradley on his one week Camino Adventure on his last month in Spain. He was making the most out of this country before moving to Mexico! After he had done 98% of the planning for this hike, I researched my BlaBlaCar and bus. “I am doing the Camino de Santiago!” I told the pharmacist, … Continue reading Camino de Santiago: the checklist

Delicious Ambiguity

It stopped me in my tracks. It smelled like God himself in this street. I was walking down Rúa da Raiña in Santiago de Compostela. My legs were still hurting from completing 5 full days on the Camino. Bradley was going to the bus station to buy us tickets back to Madrid that same day. I was going back to Pensión Ramos to pack our things and shower before check-out time. In these dark Camino times, I became undoubtedly addicted to showers. Real showers.     Our pensión was truly great. I recommend it if you want to stay near … Continue reading Delicious Ambiguity

Camino de Santiago de Compostela: A Diary

 “Every part of my body hurt. Except my heart.” – Cheryl Strayed   DAY 1 – Madrid to Lugo to Sarria “I cannot wait to be immersed and consumed by nature.” I made myself stop by a bench in front of the bus station and write this down, right under the red pen title: Camino Day 1. I had taken a Blabla Car from Madrid to Lugo, and now I needed to catch a bus to Sarria where I would meet British Bradley. He had started the Camino a couple days before me in Ponferrada. Doing the Camino together was … Continue reading Camino de Santiago de Compostela: A Diary

I fell in love with summer months.

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.