The Spaniard

All right, I guess it’s about time I stop tip toeing around the topic. There’s a significant other in my life. And he just so happens to be Spanish.

Let me take you back over a year ago to last March to a little weekend trip to Granada. I was visiting a fellow English teacher friend, and we went hiking with an extended group of friends. Leading the hike was the cousin of a friend of a friend of my friend, (Yes you read that correctly) and he just knocked my socks off. We climbed a mountain. We got a little lost. We ate chocolate. We lied on our backs and looked for shapes in the clouds (I remember seeing a dragon). At the end of the day we said goodbye to each other and to everyone else in the group. I went back to my life in Málaga, and him to his in Granada.

I remember thinking after, “Wow, that guy was awfully nice. He’s funny, he’s handsome, and he seems like a really good guy. Too bad he lives in Granada.” Little did I know he was thinking the same of me.

In his element, amongst Roman ruins

Well thank goodness for facebook because even though we didn’t see each other the rest of the year, we kept in touch. We chatted occasionally over the months, asking how each others summers were going, I told him how excited I was to be returning to Spain in the fall and all the San Miguel, jamón, and olives I was missing. He promised to show me all of Granada’s best tapas when I returned.

September rolled around and one of my very first weeks back at work Spain gave us a lovely Wednesday off from work. Some girlfriends and I decided we wanted to spend the day tapeando in the best place in Spain to do so, Granada. I thought “Hey, there’s a guy I know there that I wouldn’t mind seeing again.” So seven months after we met, we saw each other for the second time.

We picked up right where we had left off in March, and the rest is history. Now we’ve been together for nearly seven months, spending weekends bouncing back and forth between Granada and Málaga. As this school year draws to an end, I don’t know what life has in store for me come summer and fall, but we’re both doing everything we can to make sure that he’s a part of it.

Goofy hats and all, I want this man in my life
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5 Responses to The Spaniard

  1. Ashley says:

    I'm so happy for you, Amy. You two seem adorable 🙂 I hope all is going well!

  2. Miriam says:

    That is so romantic!!! And you're lucky that Malaga and Granada aren't too far apart. I know someone from work who lives here in Logroño and their significant other lives in France! You get it girl!!

  3. Cassandra says:

    Wow, what a story! Are you thinking of staying in Spain this fall?

  4. Sandy Allain says:

    it's a fairytale come true. 🙂 Congrats to both of you!

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