Some love letters as novelty wears off and culture shock sets in. (Inspired by that very good Netflix movie that you should definitely watch.)
Catch me out here learning Basque, because I want to stay in Basque Country forever.
Even if you are physically and mentally exhausted, don't make those lame excuses. Never waste your one night in Bergamo.
Pictures I managed to take in between day drinking and cute boys.
Love that McDonald's endorses International Women's Day yet won't pay their workers $15/hour!
Good news, y'all! The days may be getting shorter (not as short as Poland, but still shorter), but now I have a job, a bank account, and various friends with beach houses about an hour from Murcia.
“Ser uno mismo es, siempre, llegar a ser ese otro que somos y que llevamos escondido en nuestro interior, más que nada como promesa o posibilidad de ser.”
My first update from Murcia!
When you already speak a second language, like I do, and you've spoken it for a long-ass time, like I have, you forget how difficult it is to learn a new language.
May 1 in Poland is Labor Day, a vestige from Communism that people don't want to give up just yet, and May 3 is Constitution Day, so I decided to take my extra two days to visit Łódź, the city where my grandmother is from, and Kalisz, the town where my grandfather was from. I …