Mexico City: my pros and cons

    I looked at the piñatas on the ceiling while the lady stamped my passport. Recently, airplanes make me nervous instead of excited. I was thrilled the 12 hour flight from Madrid to Mexico City was the smoothest I’ve ever had. There was not a single moment of turbulence the entire time. We only wore seatbelts for take-off and landing. I kid you not.     I was eager to see him already, but when the doors opened, he was not there. It was pandemonium. We got confused with the gate, but after 45 min. searching for each other … Continue reading Mexico City: my pros and cons

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