Oh Europe

Hola,

The days are winding down little by little until I am back in the States, and all I can really say is “wow”. It is a very odd feeling indeed, and to be honest with you I am not sure if I should be celebrating that I will be going home soon or I should be crying because my adventures in Europe are coming to an end.

To be even more honest I still can’t even believe I am in Europe! All I know is that years from now when I am sitting in my living room with my kids all around I am going to be telling my children the story of “that one time I was in Europe”, and you know what, it is going to be epic!

I’ll be telling them the story of that one time I was kicked off a train in Italy because I had the wrong ticket. I’ll tell about when my friends and I stayed too late and not all of us could fit in the cab to go home so I had to walk 7 miles in the dead of the night. I’ll even tell them about the time I was getting yelled at in some foreign language and all I could do was stand there and take it because I had no clue what the other person was saying. I’ll tell them every and all stories I am able to remember . Well, maybe I’ll keep a few memories to myself; like the one time I swooped this ladies spot on the tram because I was running late to school (sorry!).

So many memories, so many adventures, and what really sucks is that 4 months isn’t enough time to really experience all of Europe. I have only gotten a taste of what Europe has to offer. For instance, today at work I realized that I am finally beginning to be fully accepted with all my coworkers as we cracked jokes about each other, and even our boss joined in! After a few minutes of some very good laughter I realized that come 16 days from today I will probably never see these people in my life again.

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“Ay Madre”, literally translated to “Oh Mother!” it’s actual meaning is more of “OH SNAP!”, which was my reaction to seeing there was only 16 days left. (credit: Esteban Martinez)

As sad as this might seem all I can say is: at least I got to meet them and be here. It’s just like they say “don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.” So let’s see what else I can smile about in these next 15 days or so (day 16 I’ll probably be crying on my way to the airport).

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