I’ve been extremely fortunate in my 23 (almost 24, gasp!) years of life to travel all over the world. With 2012 at an end, it’s time again to reflect on this past year and all the fabulous opportunities I’ve had.
I kicked off the year at home in California, where I spent a wonderful two weeks reconnecting with friends and family, eating mountains of American food, and visiting all my favorite Los Angeles spots. But soon, I headed back to my beloved Spain to finish my year of teaching in Villarrasa and rediscover beautiful Sevilla.
The aftermath of my favorite New Year’s Eve tradition: driving down the Rose Parade route and getting silly stringed, marshmallowed, and shaving creamed by those camping out for the parade.
I ventured to nearby Cádiz to celebrate Carnaval, basically an absurd, giant
15 days. That’s how long I had given myself to spend doing whatever the heck I wanted around Europe after finishing teaching last year. Not a lot of time, but, doggone it, I was going to make the most of it. As June approached, plans slowly started falling into place. My friend Linnaea and I would be spending 2 weeks traveling Central Europe, hitting up 6 countries I had never seen: Poland, Germany, the Czech Republic, Austria, Hungary, and Slovakia.
Ryanair, being the massive headache it always is, alerted us with little notice that our flight had suddenly been bumped forward 12 hours meaning — oh joy — we’d have to flee Sevilla immediately after finishing our last day of teaching, rush over to Málaga, and spend the night sleeping in the airport. I’d venture to say that you haven’t had a true European backpacking experience until you’ve slept in an airport, but that