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 think about death a lot.” I told Sarah. Maybe this is dark, but “sometimes I become hyperaware of our mortality. One day I will no longer live in this world, so I am so grateful whenever I get to see one more thing before I go.” I do not mean this in a morbid way. It is more matter-of-fact with a touch of poetry. Sarah and I spent our last fifteen minutes in Budapest reflecting in front of the Parliament building while I sipped my lactose-free latte. We were waiting for Kristen to finish her souvenir shopping. “I am trying to … Continue reading I am bound nowhere.
“I experience life in a very high voltage fashion” – the thought I had while driving. I jotted it down on a piece of paper while I waited for the green light. I knew it was going to make a blog entry. I haven’t been posting much lately and it’s because I have been busy falling in and out of love. Not to make this entry cheesy, but you’ve got to admit it sets the mood. I thought of writing some good travel advice. I am so grateful for all the blog posts educating me on how to save space packing, … Continue reading I Exerperience Life in a High Voltage Fashion