Classes are done, exams are over, and now I'm packing to go home. And once again I realized that I am a TERRIBLE blogger!!! I guess I never have been good at journaling, no matter how much I make the attempt. Oh well!
My time here has been great and while I am very ready to go home, there are things that I am going to miss terribly. I will miss the beautiful walk to school in the morning - the (sometimes) cool air, the clean streets, the centuries-old buildings, walking the same streets that so many influential people have walked before me.
I will miss the amazing instruction from the University professors - from Angela and her unique way of teaching the depths of Spanish grammar, to Enrique and his unquestionable gift of art-knowledge, the way he explains art history like it is a spell-binding novel, and his unbelievable patience.
I will miss Bambu - the restaurant where I watched all the World Cup games, that has great tapas and a great waiter, Benja, who knows about gluten intolerance and tells me immediately what I can and cannot eat.
I will miss the Plaza Mayor, especially when it is lit up at night. I will even miss the rough castellanos - the people from this region who admit to being a little cold and stand-offish, but who, once you get to know them, are very helpful and seemingly loyal.
And I will miss all of the great people that I have met and shared these last two summers with - people from whom I have learned so much and who have made an impact on my life in one way or another, people who I now call friends.
While I realize that we will all go our separate ways now, I know that the times that we have shared here will always be something that unite us, no matter where we end up in the world. If anything, I have earned not only a master's degree while here, but truly the experience of a lifetime!
My time here has been great and while I am very ready to go home, there are things that I am going to miss terribly. I will miss the beautiful walk to school in the morning - the (sometimes) cool air, the clean streets, the centuries-old buildings, walking the same streets that so many influential people have walked before me. 
I will miss the amazing instruction from the University professors - from Angela and her unique way of teaching the depths of Spanish grammar, to Enrique and his unquestionable gift of art-knowledge, the way he explains art history like it is a spell-binding novel, and his unbelievable patience. 
I will miss Bambu - the restaurant where I watched all the World Cup games, that has great tapas and a great waiter, Benja, who knows about gluten intolerance and tells me immediately what I can and cannot eat. 
I will miss the Plaza Mayor, especially when it is lit up at night. I will even miss the rough castellanos - the people from this region who admit to being a little cold and stand-offish, but who, once you get to know them, are very helpful and seemingly loyal. 
And I will miss all of the great people that I have met and shared these last two summers with - people from whom I have learned so much and who have made an impact on my life in one way or another, people who I now call friends. 
While I realize that we will all go our separate ways now, I know that the times that we have shared here will always be something that unite us, no matter where we end up in the world. If anything, I have earned not only a master's degree while here, but truly the experience of a lifetime!
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