I Almost Quit Teaching This Day – Until This Happened

I was ready to walk out of the classroom, throw in the towel, and buy a plane ticket out of Colombia.

Picture this: Villavicencio, Colombia. 85 degrees, 100% humidity, and a classroom with no windows that’s the size of a closet.

While I don’t have photos of said classroom, I do have photos of Villavicencio as a reference.

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6 Years Ago, I Moved to Spain. You Won’t Believe What’s Happened. [Part 3/9 – Year Two: So Lonely My Bones Hurt]

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Making friends was hard.

In fact, doing anything that wasn’t staying at home was often illegal.

First, the government restricted movement outside of Madrid due to rising covid cases.

Then, there were curfews and limits of how many people could gather in a group at a time.

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My ABCs of Traveling: The Best Local Food, Top Tours, Longest Journey, and More

One of my favorite travel bloggers, Young Adventuress, wrote this post about travel ABCs eons ago. How did I find it? Travel research. It looked fun, so here we go: ABCs of Traveling. Vamos!

A: Age you went on your first international trip

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My Biggest Travel Fear Is That One Day I’ll Regret Everything

I’ve been in many scary travel scenarios over the years.

In Chile, I missed my night bus to a new city. The only people I could ask for help were two bus drivers in an empty parking lot.

In Colombia, on my second day in the country, my friend and I missed our bus stop. So, we had to walk twenty minutes in the dark, on the side of the road, all the way back to the finca (a Colombian country house).

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30 Differences Between Colombian Spanish and European Spanish

When I first arrived in Spain, people told me that when I spoke Spanish, I sounded very Latin American.

I thought it was a very interesting comment. I’d lived in Villavicencio, Colombia for over three years. But by the time I arrived in Madrid, I hadn’t visited Colombia in nearly two years. I thought that, by that time, I’d lost my Colombian accent.

But they didn’t tell me that I sounded Latin American because of my accent. It was because of the words I was using.

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