I'm gonna miss this American stuff

In preparation for my departure, I have taken the liberty of eating whatever I want (that's American), doing American activities, and relishing these last moments that I constantly repine over, however, I will [regrettably] miss.

Mexican Food:

My weird fam:

The beach/surfing:

Reading/Speaking/Thinking in English:

Yoga:

This lady:

Oh...and maybe this room...[even though it is the main source of my anxiety at the present moment]:

This will be my English outlet as I embark upon my Spanish voyage to the authentic pillar of Spain in Cordoba. Please participate in viewing my rantics [rant + antics] and sharing them with me. I fear [for my readers] that my normal prose will be much loftier now more than ever since I will be deprived of all English usage until elicited from me. Pero, primero, mis cumpleanos, luego, el viaje de su vida!

Eleven day countdown

It's sealed. I have the iPhone. I downloaded the What'sApp app. I have researched areas where I would want to alquilar un piso What's left to do? I've said fare thee well to many of my dearest friends. And for those I do not have the privilege of seeing prior to the blessed date, I wish you well and that this blog provides you with a solidified, sweet departure. Now. To pack and prepare. To stream my wishes, dreams, hopes, thoughts, ideas, and expectations about the next ten months. List

• 1. Go with the flow.
• 2. Make new friends.
• 3. Gain fluency in Spanish.
• 4. Have no expectations. Each day will be new and exciting with something to learn and recount.
• 5. To visit as many places as possible.
• 6. To emit positivity and absorb all the unique cultural surroundings.

In closing, I must reluctantly reveal that words, sentences, constructed prose, etc. cannot convey the pleasure the prospects of this trip have provided me with. The anticipation of this closely approaching distant reality rooted a Spanish seed within me--a separate pulse stimulating a new organ. Whether I return at the end of ten months having consumed my capacity, or I am given the privilege to stay and undertake whatever prospects there that I must indulge myself in, so be it. I hope that this blog is an outlet for not only myself, but, for those looking for inspiration to leave a life they constantly question, for those with the equitable sub-conscious angst I have right now in my pre-departure state, so that I may provide both solace and advice on how to prepare yourself for a similar experience, and for those back at home, that I may share my growing zeal and abroad-inspired stories that mark my life in a similar way that I would have texted you, made you listen to over coffee, or told you "you had to be there" about back at home. I am almost there. España, mi corazón espera con ansia nuestro primer encuentro.