January 2009


              You never know how you feel about the things that surround you daily until you’re taken away from them. Sometimes absence makes the heart grow fonder, and sometimes it makes you realize flaws you hadn’t seen before. I never thought I would actually start to appreciate the U.S. more when I went abroad.              [...]

One bottle of wine at a grocery store: 99 cents. One Estrella beer, sold by the guys on every corner of La Rambla: 1 Euro (50 centimos if you bargain). One bottle of water, because the tap water tastes like soap and they don’t serve it at restaurants anyway: 1.50 Euros. The ability to drink [...]

  As I step off the plane and walk through the airport (looking down to make sure I was following the green line marking my luggage pick-up terminal), I can hardly contain the grin creeping across my face. I am here. In Spain. In the country I will be living in for the next half-year. [...]