2. I love that when I walk around Arroyomolinos, I always run into at least 1 familiar face
3. I love that the 25 minute bus ride to Madrid stops right in front of my apartment.
4. I love that my Spanish moms have added me on Facebook and take me shopping.
5. I love that I can go to the pasta aisle in the Corte Ingles and overhear three gorgeous Italian girls arguing over spaghetti.6. I love that Principe Pio looks like this at 9:30 at night.
7. I love that when I take a kid away from their parents, teachers, and peers, and just hang out with them, I realize how cool and smart they are.
8. I love that I can't go one weekend without meeting someone foreign, cool, and/or interesting.
9. I love that la marcha doesn't start until 1am and doesn't end until 6am.
10. I love that I can travel wherever I want, whenever I want.
11. I love when people can't tell I'm American.
12. I love enjoying Jesus' mojitos with friends at La Tarasca.
13. I love accidentally kissing strangers...and not so accidentally kissing strangers.
14. I love that an 8 year old asked me if I knew who Calle 13 were.
14. I love that an 8 year old asked me if I knew who Calle 13 were.
15. I love the hippies in Valencia and the peregrinos in Santiago de Compostela.
16. I love my kids.
17. I love that it is totally acceptable to take 100 fifth and sixth graders on a bike ride (from Arroyomolinos to Mostoles)...with only 2 adults to supervise.
18. I love that my nails, hair, and jewelry are the most intriguing things about me to most 7 year olds.
17. I love that it is totally acceptable to take 100 fifth and sixth graders on a bike ride (from Arroyomolinos to Mostoles)...with only 2 adults to supervise.
18. I love that my nails, hair, and jewelry are the most intriguing things about me to most 7 year olds.
In conclusion,.............España, te amo
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