This weekend I spent rediscovering and inevitibly falling in love all over again with Madrid. I hosted two of my closest friends, Emily (who is studying abroad in Paris this semester) and Rebecca (studying abroad in Brighton, England) for three days in the city. Luck would have it that Emily's cousins live twenty-minutes walking from my apartment and Rebecca's hostel was situated conveniently in between the two. We spent the days wandering the city, goofing around in museums, and relaxing in the park. The evenings were filled with Flamenco, a trip to the ballet, and laughter over wine and tapas. I could say without a doubt that the best time spent here in Madrid was the last few days.
And while the luxury of sharing one of my favorite places in the world with two of my favorite people in the world was undeniably comforting, I felt homesick for the first time during my stay in Madrid. Even though I've felt so at ease in this city in the last two months, those two girls reminded me that there's something beyond the energy of Madrid and the european lifestyle that I left behind in the states--something that maybe I had forgotten about.
It's one thing living on the other side of the country from one group of friends or the other for half the year; I know that in Washington, I've got friends like Rebecca (hell, I could see her in Massachusetts if I wanted to) and in Boston, I've got friends like Emily. But here...here I miss everyone. I'm completely separated from the friends I grew up with, the indescribably fantastic people at BU, and my family at home. In no way could I ever recreate the friendships that I have at home abroad. There's this tiny connection between the madrileños and myself that's missing and will always be missing. And it's something that can only be bridged by the people you've grown up with, the people you've gone to school with, the people who know exactly where you come from (geographically or otherwise). I'm having the time of my life and I'm creating all these wonderful experiences but you know, it's just THAT much better when you're sharing it with the people you really love.
So I just wanted to say, hey--I miss you and I love you.
And while the luxury of sharing one of my favorite places in the world with two of my favorite people in the world was undeniably comforting, I felt homesick for the first time during my stay in Madrid. Even though I've felt so at ease in this city in the last two months, those two girls reminded me that there's something beyond the energy of Madrid and the european lifestyle that I left behind in the states--something that maybe I had forgotten about.
It's one thing living on the other side of the country from one group of friends or the other for half the year; I know that in Washington, I've got friends like Rebecca (hell, I could see her in Massachusetts if I wanted to) and in Boston, I've got friends like Emily. But here...here I miss everyone. I'm completely separated from the friends I grew up with, the indescribably fantastic people at BU, and my family at home. In no way could I ever recreate the friendships that I have at home abroad. There's this tiny connection between the madrileños and myself that's missing and will always be missing. And it's something that can only be bridged by the people you've grown up with, the people you've gone to school with, the people who know exactly where you come from (geographically or otherwise). I'm having the time of my life and I'm creating all these wonderful experiences but you know, it's just THAT much better when you're sharing it with the people you really love.
So I just wanted to say, hey--I miss you and I love you.
4 comments:
What's missing is time.
Definitely. Maybe that and a few round-trip plane tickets to Madrid...
We all miss you too. Have a great time in Croatia and France.
Somehow I missed this the last few times I read through the blog.
We all miss you too. Have fun in Europe... when you come back there will be fun times to be had :)
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