I visited Toledo yesterday, which is the old capital of Spain, and where there are just too many different shapes and sizes of doorways.
Also yesterday, when I got off the train (a short 30 minute ride) I realized that I have officially fallen in love with Spain. Somewhere between the toasts with everything imaginable on top and the potato pancake sandwiches, Spain caught hold of my heart. I’m looking forward to working here, really picking up the language, and getting a real Madrileña experience. My experience here feels like it has the possibility of a closed door, with me wondering what may be on the other side. I just have to open it!