Almost the halfway point

I´m so happy here living in Spain that it´s depressing. It´s like being desperately thirsty and watching someone pour your last water bottle out onto a desert of Spanish. I´m so happy that thinking about the fact that we´re approaching the halfway point makes me really sad. I wish I could have more time here because I´m doing a lot of traveling, so most of my weekends will be spent outside of Santander. Last night was the last weekend I will spend here for a few weeks. Ah, that´s depressing.

So last week, everyone did something crazy. And guess what? I got a tattoo. It says "vuelvan," which means "come back." It´s on my right shoulder blade and it hurt like a bitch. It´s a bit awkward because it´s conjugated in a form that the Spaniards don´t typically use (it´s more of a latin american thing), so a lot of people think it´s spelled wrong at first. I´ll be glad to see some Mexicans who understand it without me having to explain it. Even though it´s a bit tiresome to explain it, I love my new tattoo. It was designed by the girl at the tattoo shop (who was really cool), so it´s nice knowing that no one else can have the same font as me. And also, even if I regret it later on (because who doesn´t) it will still be a cool story to say "Yes, this is the tattoo I got when I was a crazy college student living in Spain." You´re only young and stupid once. Well, you´re only young once.

Two other girls on the trip got tattoos, and a couple others got piercings, and I won´t tell you where. I think it was just a bucket list kind of thing, because once one person thought of the idea to get a tattoo, suddenly a whole group of us wanted something done. It was a bit disappointing because my camera was dead and I didn´t get any pictures of my tattoo actually being done, but then I thought, "No, I don´t have pictures of my tattoo, but I have the tattoo." The tattoo is a picture in and of itself.

Anyway, I guess I´m rambling again. I just wanted to update and talk about my new tattoo and my last weekend in Santander, because I´m going to Dublin next weekend, then Salamanca the next weekend, and then Paris. And then i only have a weekend or two more before I go to Italy and then after that it´s Madrid and then after THAT it´s Wilmington!!! How the time flies. Okay, until next time vosotros.


"El mundo es un libro, y ellos que no viajan leen solo una pagina."