And then there was one. Nicole bid Vivir Bien adeiu. And I slept all day at the Munoz's three story casa, recovering from vivir-ing too much the night before. And the whole time, I just kept thinking, I wouldn't be here in this amazing home in this amazing city with these amazing people had I not gotten laid off from buzzkill of a job. Just yesterday my first ESL class was ending and Raquel was inviting Myriem and I to Madrid. A couple months later, here were are.
It rained in Madrid for the first time in 2 months. So we got bundled up and headed out for a mini roadtrip to the medieval village that Raquel's mom was born in, Avila. The walls are a thousand years old and she told us how they would run around at night playing cops and robbers. The only thing they had to play with were stones and their imagination. 'Que abburido!' (how boring!) she kept saying but to me it's just amazing. Like a movie.
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