I never thought I wanted to go to Spain.
I think mostly this was just due to naivety, I honestly didn't really know anything about it.
I
didn't know how kind and relaxed the people were. I didn't know how
the colorful the cities would be. I didn't know how pleasant it is to
walk past the neighborhood parks at ten in the evening where families
still linger, socializing in the warm night air. I didn't know how well
designed and the storefronts would be. I didn't know anything about tinto de verano. And I definitely did not know how amazing the food is in Spain!
But
now I do, and as soon as I can, I'll be back. The few hours I spent
wandering the colorful streets of Madrid made me realize how much I needed something I hadn't even know existed.
Hasta lluego, Madrid!
Don Quixote?
