It was love at first sight, a whirlwind adventure. It was long walks along the beach and late night churro dates. It was running carefree through castles and jet-setting every weekend. It was the experience of a lifetime, it was my semester abroad.
This week was hard, I’m not even going to lie. Granada is as beautiful as ever, I’m learning more and more every day, but that doesn’t mean every day is going to be the best day ever.
Up until this week, I hadn’t really spent a lot of time pining over home or missing anything in particular. But, while we all have bad days and bad weeks, the best way to get over it is to create a positive mindset.
In all honesty, I am still in my funk and I hope writing this gets me out of it, but I’ll let you know!