After over a month of neglecting my blog, it´s finally time for an update. Right now I find my self sitting in an apartment, just minutes from the beach in Las Palmas, the capital of Gran Canaria in the Canary Islands. Before arriving to this point, I´ve been completely preoccupied by endless guests, making plans, and sorting out this crazy life of mine. There has been no time to write and no possible way to catch up because between my trip from hell to Amsterdam and gobs of family and freinds here for adventures, there was just no way to document each story. All I can say is July was an experience and I am totally blessed to have the people I have in my life, stateside and abroad. Having my brother here and my close friends from home mingling with my new friends Madrid and sharing my new life at last was a healthy reminder of how important relationships are and that no matter where I go or what I do, they will always be there.
So now, here I am in the Canaries. I´m still having a hard time absorbing the fact that I am here, but it feels like a dream-- most of the time. Upon arrival I felt completely overwhelmed and uncomfortable. Never have I felt so dependant and helpless as when I first got here. My only person here was my Canary boyfriend, and with this relationship still fresh and new, the last thing I want is needing his assistance for every detail in my day. Those thoughts quickly desolved as I got an opportunity to really see this beautiful place. Absolute paradise. I settled into my new apartment quickly, and even though my Spanish is still shaky, I´ve been able to establish sound relationships with these people, along with a massive group of new friends Borja has graciously ushered me into.
It´s been a week and I already feel right at home here. I´ve explored the island, enjoying the warm sun down in the south for an incredible camping experience and day trip with a few fabulous Spanish girls. My Spanish has improved more in the last week than in months of living in Madrid. While I adore my companions in the big city sharing the same expat existence, it really hurts my productivity in acheiving one of my paramount goals of being here. I can only imagine how much progress I´ll make by the time I leave at the end of August. I´m trying not to think to much about that right now, because I know in just a few short weeks, I´ll be setting off from this island paradise and faced with new decisions about a few hefty topics. Maybe this experience in the Canary Islands will continue on when I return to Spain, but for now I have to see it as an incredible experience that will hold many nostalgic memories. Another adventure to add to the catelog, reminding me of how many special nooks and cranies exist in this world.