Day 60

Longest. Day. Ever. Literally, it was 33 hours. I woke up in Spain for the last time and said goodbye to the girls, Hugo was still asleep for which I am grateful. I survived the whole airport mess that got a bit hairy as well as 14+hours in the air. I also met some very nice people. On the first flight I sat next to a 13-year-old Spanish girl flying for the first time (she was with her family). So I got to converse some more in Castellano which I will miss as well as get excited to teach kids close to her age as my teaching career officially starts on Monday. I’m happy to be home, and very grateful for my experiences abroad, here’s a sample of stuff I’ve learned.

Epiphanies I’ve had in Europe:

·      Happiness is a choice anywhere, with anyone, and under any circumstances.

·      The world is beautiful. Man has made some incredible things, but can never top work from the Master Architect.

·      I can feel confirmation from the spirit every time truth is being spoken, even if I don’t understand the language it’s being spoken in.

·      Smiling is powerful.

·      People love me way more than I deserve.

·      I won’t die without a hair straightener, eyeliner, mascara, insert decent beauty product here.

·      Pain and rejection are part of God’s plan. We couldn’t learn to be like Christ without experiencing them.

·      I won’t die without air conditioning.

·      Spanish food is good. Really good.

·      I won’t die if people see me naked. Even if I still have to say hola to them everyday while they iron my underwear.

·      People are amazing.

·      My family is awesome.