Well, I'm back in the US. I'm so incredibly glad to be home, and I hope you've enjoyed my few (but long-winded) updates from abroad. Yet another experience in my life that has molded and shaped me. I don't think I will ever have this opportunity again to travel, for extensive time, to another country, walking through the same doors that people have since the 13th century, and enriching my life in Spanish language/culture in such an intense way. I always miss Spain whenever I leave it, but even good things come to an end. I didn't cry when I left this time, though...mostly because I know that I"ll be back...someday. Not in the same way for the same reason, but I'll be back. I can count on that ;)
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| Plaza Mayor, Alberca |
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| Studying away during "la pausa" in class before final exams! (yes, I was the nerd that sat right up front!) |
I was super horrible at posting updates the last couple of weeks. I had something going on every day of the week, including the weekends. The 25th was a holiday which gave us a long weekend. I didn't end up going to Porto, Portugal, instead I went with a group of friends to Valencia (and I had never been before). Breathtaking. Loved it.
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| Me in front of the cathedral in Valencia |
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| Travel buddies...trying some "horchata" |
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| Yay Valencia! |
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| Made it to the beach :) |
Coming back from Valencia was rough, seeing that I was so tired and seeing as I had to study the entire time on the RENFE (train system) because final exams started that next day.
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| Studying historia de arte |
I feel like I really came out on top, though...I *think* I got all As on my exams, and attending the final graduation ceremony was a really proud moment for me. I finished my thesis (with all of the blood, sweat, and tears that went into it), and I finished both phases of the program and did well on all of my exams. But more-over, I grew as a teacher and a person, both of which I can share with my students.
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| Graduation Ceremony |
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| Friends I will never forget in the Paraninfo after-party |
We people ask me about my time in Spain, despite the fact that it was a life-changing experience, I'm always at a loss of words for what to say... it's like so much happened, and few words doesn't do it justice. When people ask you, "how was Spain?" they really don't want to know everything that happened, but they just want a 5 word summary of your trip affirming that you indeed had a good time. They are mostly experiences that I carry in my heart, and that those who know me best have heard.
My last weekend in Salamanca, I was shopping with a friend after class looking for something to bring home to help me remember these past two summers...something that when I saw it, it would bring back amazing memories.
Then I found this:
It's a print, signed by the artist, of the cathedral right by where I had class every single day. It might just be my favorite place in the whole city, right by my favorite croissant shop (it gives France a run for its money, let me tell you). You come around the corner of the little narrow street to an open plaza and amazing Gothic architecture, with the swallows darting about...
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| My photo of the same cathedral :) |
Salamanca changes you...it did me. I'm left with a little momento on my wall, and a million and one memories in my heart. <3
Gracias a la vida y a Salamanca que me han dado tanto.