It’s hard to believe that I have been living in Spain for so many years and through this change of scenery I have encountered so many new experiences. Thus the reason why you need to know these life changing moments that I have learnt from living across the pond.
It’s hard to believe that seven years ago I arrived to Pamplona Spain after a gruelling fifteen-hour flight from Pittsburgh to Pamplona with three transfers in what felt like basically every part of the world. I had no friends, no family nor any type of contact in Spain. I couldn’t even speak a proper sentence of Spanish, at that time.
Happy Monday Everyone!
Back to the real world and all my grown-up responsibilities. While I am sipping my green tea Matcha, I wanted to update you all on why I took a small leave of absence from the blogging world. I was taking part in Pamplona’s local fiestas. But before I start grab a cuppa because I have tons to tell.
Last week, I decided that I was in the mood for a change of scenery; Sometimes I am very spontaneous and I thought, “What better place to be than beautiful sunny Barcelona?”.
This weekend I had the opportunity to discover the small village of Goldáraz (Goldaratz in Euskera) that is comfortably tucked away in the middle of the Pyrenean mountains. Located in the northern tip of Spain, Goldáraz can be found roughly 30 kms from the city of Pamplona in the community of Navarra.
Yes!! We made it! Safe and Sound! To the Big Apple and all of her glory. Even after several visits to New York City, she still knows how to amaze me and continues to surprise me with new perspectives of who she really is. Every time I come back to the city I fall in love over and over again!
Let me tell you! I absolutely love Chicago. When I finally scheduled my days off, and could FINALLY plan for my State Side Tour this year. I defiantly had to visit Chi-Town.
It is hopeless for the occasional visitor to try to keep up with Chicago—she outgrows his prophecies faster than he can make them. She is always a novelty; for she is never the Chicago you saw when you passed through the last time. -Mark Twain