I don't really have a point for this post, other than to document a few (very unfinished) thoughts about my time in Spain. I can't believe it's already coming to an end! I flew to Spain in February, people. I've fallen in love with Madrid. I've connected with Spain- and Madrid specifically- in a way that I have never done with anywhere else.
Tenerife. Oh wow. Tenerife was the most challenging and most rewarding trip of mine thus far as a solo traveller. I learned a lot about myself, met intense characters, and was undoubtedly in the most beautiful place I had ever been in my life. I felt moments of empowerment, moments of loneliness, moments of self-doubt, and moments of genuine kindness.
i arrived on train and walked about a mile down the most narrow, most gorgeous side streets (if you can even call them streets) to my airbnb. i have never seen streets that tiny-- they were essentially sidewalk-width, and surrounded by very tall, very colorful flats & shops on either side. it didn't feel crowded as one might think. it felt natural.