Hello,
blog. Glad to see you’re still
here.
I haven’t
disappeared; I’m still around. Just
having a little too much fun, I suppose.
Or the Spanish time must have gotten to me, too.
So where
were we… it has been 4 months since my last update.
It's hard
to believe that it's been seven months since I left Denver. Six months in
Europe plus counting the three weeks I spent in the Philippines in April. It
does feel as if I have been away for longer than that especially when I have
missed so many things back home. Important
milestones in my friend's and family's lives like thirtieth birthdays, a
newborn baby, weddings, a new home purchase, closing of doors and new beginnings...
all of which I regret not being a part of.
On the
flip side, adopting a life of a gypsy is something I don’t regret either. The new places and faces, the buffet of languages, the anxiety of
finding the perfect accommodation... it’s all in the experience. And feeling this certain sort of freedom that
I’ve never felt before. It must be the
European effect. The kind that made me
take my bathing suit top off while at the beach for pretty much the entire
summer. When in Europe…
It also feels
as though I haven't been away for that long since I still have countless
unchecked boxes on my to-do and to-go list. Yes, I’ve been to six countries in that length
of time but I still have six more I’ve been dying to go to and a whole other
continent I’ve just added to my list. What was I thinking I'd accomplish
all of them in a seven-month period? Let alone do it without a bi-weekly
automated deposit in my bank account? In
Europe, no less? I could’ve definitely
picked a better continent to stretch my dollars a lot farther . Nevertheless, no regrets and all life-long
experiences gained.
Barcelona
has proven to be a very fun to city to live in, albeit an expensive one. Hands down, it’s my most favorite city out of
the all the ones I’ve visited in Europe.
It’s the perfect blend of a rich culture, picturesque architecture from Renaissance,
Gothic and Modern marvels, a pleasant Mediterranean climate, bustling nightlife, the limitless choices of Catalan
cuisine, from one charming tapas bars to the next, tucked away in quaint cobbled streets. Not to mention the eye candy galore in both
genders. I can definitely live here.
But it’s that time again,
when I am feeling that familiar restlessness and yearning. Time to plot my next moves. Googlemaps, Wikitravel, RyainAir, SkyScanner,
AirBnB… what would I do without you all?
So what’s
next? More of Spain, to where 30 euro
flights can take me to. Germany, for
sure, to spend holidays with mi familia.
Turkey? India? Central America? Or how about exploring down under? What to do, what to do?! Stay tuned.
I’ve also been busy writing and editing photos, so more to come!
