I first studied abroad in Alicante, Spain in 2011. Since then, I’ve always hoped I could head back to Spain to live independently and perfect my Spanish.
So, last September I settled into a rock-hard seat with my fellow peasants in coach — always a pleasure, major airlines — and made my big transatlantic move to Madrid. I taught English in an bilingual elementary school because, apparently, Spain is not concerned about my lack of teaching skills. (Just kidding, I completed a Teaching English as a Foreign Language, or “TEFL,” certification last summer.) When I wasn’t teaching, I worked on my Spanish, ate a lot of tapas, traveled Europe and learned to live like a real madrileña.