Y Te Deseo Lo Mejor…

After two long months, I found myself at LAX in the security line at Tom Bradley Terminal (which I always think is Tom Brady). A guy behind asked where I was heading to. I looked at my ticket and said London. Well actually Madrid, with a layover in London. He told me he was on [...]

Adiós.. Más Como Hasta Luego, Madrid…

I honestly have given up trying to say goodbye to Madrid or at least try and keep my mind off of that city. I feel like the Spanish Gods are always whisking me back to Madrid, to Spain. I got back home, suuuuppper excited to tell everyone and anyone about my adventures abroad. I had [...]

No Te Preocupes, Siéntate…

Roommate gone. Spanish terrible. Lonely pea. Seven months later, I can really say that I'm glad things happened the way they did. Had my roommate never left, I don't think I would have ever put the idea of coming back to Madrid in my head, or at least not yet. I would have never gotten [...]