Even after being in Spain for six months, I still have those oh-my-god-this-is-my-life moments. Sometimes I need to stop and remind myself that I really do live here and this really is my life. With only three months left to work I’m definitely sensing my time here dwindling down, and am gladder than ever that I reapplied for a second year. I can’t imagine my time in Spain ending so soon. I’m not done yet, nor do I know when I will be.
A few of those moments that make want to pinch myself to make sure it’s real:
Did I mention that I’m leaving tomorrow to go spend the week sunbathing in the Canary Islands? Hallelujah for cheap Ryan Air flights and Málaga’s plethora of school holidays.