11: hasta luego, españa <3

Savored my last days in Spain with twenty minute sits in front of fountains and aimless wanderings through my favorite neighborhoods. Felt festive; made pumpkin muffins and a pumpkin pie. Picked olives from the front yard. Learned I was pronouncing vale — the most used word in Spain — incorrectly. ALL THIS TIME. Gathered the kiddos to write our wishes on 11/11. Then led them through a full moon ritual two days later. Needed a break from Spanish food and found a place that had acai bowls. Stayed there for three hours. Facilitated a FaceTime psychic medium reading between my real mom and my host mom. Almost missed my stop when a metro musician played my favorite Roberto Carlos song. Said goodbye (for now) to the sweetest host family.

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