Goodbyes

Today we "graduated" from the University of Nebrija and had a wonderful ceremony where everyone got to dress up and eat paella and get a certificate.

Now as I write this I am in an empty room in Madrid being yelled at to pick up the one backpack containing the entirety of my possessions for this trip and head to Barcelona. I'm sad and excited, sad to leave my comfort zone and the place I've called home for a month, and sad that embarking on my backpacking means I'm getting closer and closer to the United States (physically and time-wise)

Our schedule will leave us tired. A 10pm train to Barcelona that arrives tomorrow morning, then a 7pm ferry boat that in 19 hours will get us to Rome. From Rome there's Verona, Venice, then Austria, Zurich and Germany with our high school friend Julie who studies in Innsbrook. In Germany we meet up with Mike and Sergio who will accompany us to Amsterdam and Ireland. All of this is only two weeks, we have much to see.

Through all this all I can think about is riding on those sandy beaches in Ireland.

I don't know what time this will leave me to blog, but I will try to find internet every time I have some spare moments. I want to remember this as much as I want to share it.