If the extranjería called me saying the they made a mistake and I didnt have to get a new visa, and I didn't have to waste several hundred dollars and hours and hours of time on beaurocratic nonsense? I can dream...
I've been in America for 6 weeks already. 6 weeks. Half of the summer is over. With the rainy weather and whatnot, I am longing for the land of siestas, fiestas, Spanish speakin', and sunshine.
What I've been missing:
1. My amigos
2. My awesome job
3. The weather
4. La playa
5. Speaking Spanish everyday
6. Tapas y cañas
7. People looking good.
8. Meeting interesting internationals
9. Fresh markets
10. The liveliness...
11. White-washed pueblos
12. Sevilla
13. And I could keep going on...
Don't get me wrong, I am very thankful to be spending time with my family (I've barely spent more than a few days with the fam in the past years), so it's been great getting to see my cousins, aunt and uncles, and spry 84 year-old grandma everyday. I'm staying with my cousin and her husband outside of Chehalis, Washington, so far up in the woods I don't even have cell service at home. I love it.
The visa paperwork has been a challenge (mostly to my patience and creative loophole finding), but the paperwork is doing its processing thing and I'm just doing what I can in the meantime. It's really proven how much Spain means to me and I feel like it'll all be worth it once my passport with fresh visa is back in hand and I'm on my red-eye flight filled with the anticipation of seeing my friends and livin la vida española all over again.
to be continued with fotos ... I'm off to the washington coast for the afternoon, the sun is trying to come out!!
