goodbye spain, moving to los angeles — Transcript

In sixty hours, I am moving to Los Angeles, which is crazy! If you don’t know, for the past eight or so months, I’ve been living in Valencia, Spain, doing a program where I teach English at a primary school, and I’m finally coming to the end of this program. In sixty hours, I will be boarding a plane heading back to Los Angeles. Living in Spain has been the first time in my life where I feel like I’ve really built something myself, and I’m feeling really sad. And I know when I move back to LA and I’m there, I’m going to be happy and I’m really going to enjoy being back with family and friends. But for now, for tonight, I am feeling sad. And that is okay. Without change, life would be very stagnant and you wouldn't grow. So these moments of sadness are part of the process, and I'm trying to remind myself of that. But I have a lot to do. So, I will sulk in this sadness and continue packing because, oh my gosh, I have so much to do. Tonight, I'm pretty tired, so I think I'm only going to do a couple of things. I'm going to write thank you cards to my friends. I want to clean up my apartment a little bit, just because it's very messy. And I also want to cut my hair, because I kind of feel like hair holds energy. And it's also a nice way to just start a new chapter in my life. I am going to stop talking for now and just start tackling this whole process because it is a lot. I have no groceries left in my apartment, so my breakfast today is fully just a protein bar and coffee. But it’s okay because today, my last full day in Valencia, I am going to get some lunch with the teachers that I co-taught with. And tonight I’m seeing my friends one last time before I leave. I don’t know where yet, but I do want to get dinner with them. And besides that, I do have to do a lot of packing. I have a load of laundry in the washer, and I’m going to set that out to dry, and then I just got to figure out everything and I have to like clean up a little bit. I might pull an all-nighter tonight. I hope I don’t have to, but we will see. I’m taking a photo of my plant because I’m going to see if the guy that lives downstairs from me wants it. I’m so sad that I can’t take this plant with me because I truly love this plant so much. It’s my first Monstera ever. The guy below me, he owns a lot of plants because when he moved in, our like bottom floor was just full of plants that he brought with him. So, I think my plant will find a good home with him. But, on a side note, I’m very excited to reunite with all my plants back in California that my parents have so graciously been watering while I’m gone. Now I have to go. It is two twenty, and I’m meeting with my teachers at three PM. I just got back from lunch with my teachers, and one of them gave me the sweetest book ever. It’s Gastronomía Valenciana, which is like the local dishes of Valencia. So the book has recipes like paella valenciana, arroz al horno… And it comes with the cutest illustrations that are hand-drawn and all of the recipes. But, now I come back to reality for a hot second and finish packing up a little bit more. I have been trying to fit as much as I can in this suitcase for the past, like, ten minutes. And it is literally busting at the seams. I have fit so much in here. Every time I think that I packed everything, I find something else. And it's extremely annoying because like right now I just thought I finished packing this suitcase and then I found my beach blanket, and then I remembered I have my picnic blanket. And I'm trying to shove them in here to the best of my ability, but it is literally busting at the seams. There we go. Oh my gosh, I did it. Is it heavy? Okay, it's bearable. I’m about to head out and meet my friends for dinner. We’re going to an Italian restaurant, and I’m very excited. I know what you’re thinking, and that is not a very Spanish last meal to have here, but today I did have Spanish food, and I really love Italian food, and this restaurant has been on my radar for a while, so. But before I go, I’m packing my friends like a little pantry bag of all of the pantry items and like toilet paper and laundry detergent and stuff like that that I don’t need anymore and I don’t want to throw away and put it to waste. I just got back to my apartment, and it is one forty-one AM, which is crazy. I am a little bit tipsy from the drinks at dinner, but it was really sweet to see my friends one last time. And I gave them their letters, and they loved it, and I'm going to miss them so much. I do have to finish packing all of this because I head to the airport in like less than, less than seven hours, so it's very, very soon. I did order a car to pick me up tomorrow, so that is set. I'm reopening this suitcase for like the fifth time because every time I think that I fit as much as I possibly could in this, I realize there's more to fit. I just opened a drawer, and there were still so many clothes that I haven't even thought about in that drawer. And so, we're really trying to make this squeeze, to limits that may not be possible, but we will see. Good morning, I just finished carrying all of my stuff down to like the ground floor, and now I officially leave. My apartment is so empty, and it's actually crazy. I did last night sleep on like an empty bed, and I'm not mad about it. I'm just glad that I slept. But now, I head off to the airport, and then we go to LA! Ahh! Now I'm about to board my flight back to LA. Crazy. Sorry if I'm whispering. My parents are asleep in the other rooms, and it's very crazy being home and also just sharing a space again. I was getting so nostalgic when we were driving back to my childhood home and just entering it again and smelling the smell that I grew up with. And I feel like it's gonna take me a moment to get re-familiar with it all. I really want to like clean out my room and just kind of approach it like I'm entering it for the first time again and not just kind of just like pick up where I left off. I do want to do a little bedroom reset, but for now I can't wait to go to bed. I never used to air-dry my clothes in the States, but now after living in Spain, I realize it's actually so much better for the quality of your clothes. And there's also such like a softness or just like a slowness to it that I really enjoy because you just have to take time and slow down to individually hang up each one. And I also get to be outside, and it's so sunny today. And so, I really do think I want to start making this a habit of air-drying my clothes in the States even though drying machines are like the most common thing here. I really like how it feels to just take my time with it. So, it has officially been a week and a half since I returned to California, and oh my gosh, what a time it has been. I feel like I'm truly experiencing so much culture shock, and I knew I would, but I didn't know I would feel it to that extent. It's so weird hearing English everywhere. I think I got so used to hearing just Spanish or other languages that now I go somewhere and I'm like, “Wow, I can actually understand what they're saying?” Living in Spain, I didn't know that many people. I honestly just had like my friend group and my coworkers, and that was it. It's so interesting how here I have so many layers of people that I know, whereas in Spain I kind of felt like I was able to slide under the radar. And I honestly kind of liked that. There was something very soothing about not really being known and kind of just like being an observer and passing through life with a freshness. Whereas here, I feel like I already know a lot of people, and it's very familiar, so it doesn't feel as fresh. One thing that I did do to process moving back was I scrapbooked. I scrapbooked my travels that I did throughout Europe and Africa, and also just scrapbooked about my time living in Spain. Today, I kind of just want to, like, reflect a little bit, and write down some thoughts about how I'm f

program and in sixty hours I will be boarding a plane heading back to Los Angeles. Living in Spain has been the first time in my life where I feel like I’ve really built something myself, and I’m feeling really sad. And I know when I move back to LA and I’m there, I’m going to be

happy and I’m really going to enjoy being back with family and friends. But for now, for tonight, I am feeling sad. And that is okay. Without change, life would be very stagnant and you wouldn't grow. So these moments of sadness are part of the process and I'm trying to remind

myself of that. But I have a lot to do. So, I will sulk in this sadness and continue packing because, oh my gosh, I have so much to do. Tonight I'm pretty tired, so I think I'm only going to

do a couple things. I'm going to write thank you cards to my friends. I wanna clean up my apartment a little bit, just because it's very messy. And I also wanna cut my hair, because I kind of feel like hair holds energy. And it's also a nice way to just start a new chapter in my life.

I am gonna stop talking for now and just start tackling this whole process because it is a lot.

I have no groceries left in my apartment, so my breakfast today is fully just a protein bar and coffee. But it’s okay because today, my last full day in Valencia, I am going to get some lunch with the teachers that I co-taught with. And tonight I’m seeing my friends one last time

before I leave. I don’t know where yet, but I do want to get dinner with them. And besides that I do have to do a lot of packing. I have a load of laundry in the washer and I’m going to set that

out to dry, and then I just got to figure out everything and I have to like clean up a little bit. I might pull an all-nighter tonight. I hope I don’t have to, but we will see.

I’m taking a photo of my plant because I’m going to see if the guy that lives downstairs from me wants it. I’m so sad that I can’t take this plant with me because I truly love this plant so much. It’s my first Monstera ever. The guy below me, he owns a lot of plants because when

he moved in our like bottom floor was just full of plants that he brought with him. So, I think my plant will find a good home with him. But, on a side note, I’m very excited to reunite with all my plants back in California that my parents have so graciously been watering while

I’m gone. Now I have to go. It is two twenty and I’m meeting with my teachers at three PM.

I just got back from lunch with my teachers and one of them gave me the sweetest book ever. It’s Gastronomía Valenciana, which is like the local dishes of Valencia. So the book has recipes like paella valenciana, arroz al horno… And it comes with the cutest

illustrations that are hand-drawn and all of the recipes. But, now I come back to reality for a hot second and finish packing up a little bit more.

I have been trying to fit as much as I can in this suitcase for the past, like, ten minutes.

And it is literally busting at the seams. I have fit so much in here. Every time I think that I packed everything, I find something else. And it's extremely annoying because like right now I just thought I finished packing this suitcase and then I found my beach blanket, and then I remembered

I have my picnic blanket. And I'm trying to shove them in here to the best of my ability, but it is literally busting at the seams. There we go. Oh my gosh, I did it. Is it heavy? Okay,

it's bearable. I’m about to head out and meet my friends for dinner. We’re going to an Italian restaurant and I’m very excited. I know what you’re thinking and that that is not a very Spanish last meal to have here, but today I did have Spanish food and I really love Italian food,

and this restaurant has been on my radar for a while, so. But before I go, I’m packing my friends like a little pantry bag of all of the pantry items and like toilet paper and laundry detergent and stuff like that that I don’t need anymore and I don’t want to throw away and put it to waste.

I just got back to my apartment and it is one forty-one AM, which is crazy.

I am a little bit tipsy from the drinks at dinner, but it was really sweet to see my friends one last time. And I gave them their letters and they loved it, and I'm going to miss them so much. I do have

to finish packing all of this because I head to the airport in like less than, less than seven hours, so it's very, very soon. I did order a car to pick me up tomorrow, so that is set.

I'm reopening this suitcase for like the fifth time because every time I think that I fit as much as I possibly could in this, I realize there's more to fit. I just opened a drawer and there were still so much clothes that I haven't even thought about in that drawer. And so,

we're really trying to make this squeeze, to limits that may not be possible, but we will see.

Good morning, I just finished carrying all of my stuff down to like the ground floor and now I officially leave. My apartment is so empty and it's actually crazy.

I did last night sleep on like an empty bed and I'm not mad about it. I'm just glad that I slept. But now, I head off to the airport and then we go to LA! Ahh!

Now I'm about to board my flight back to LA. Crazy. Sorry if I'm whispering. My parents are asleep in the other rooms, and it's very crazy being home and also just sharing a space again. I was getting so nostalgic when we were driving back to my childhood home and just entering it again and

smelling the smell that I grew up with. And I feel like it's gonna take me a moment to get re-familiar with it all. I really want to like clean out my room and just kind of approach it like I'm entering it for the first time again and not just kind of just like pick up where

I left off. I do want to do a little bedroom reset, but for now I can't wait to go to bed.

I never used to air-dry my clothes in the States, but now after living in Spain, I realize it's actually so much better for the quality of your clothes. And there's also such like a softness or just like a slowness to it that I really enjoy because you just have to

take time and slow down to individually hang up each one. And I also get to be outside and it's so sunny today. And so, I really do think I want to start making this a habit of air-drying my clothes in the States even though drying machines are like

the most common thing here, I really like how it feels to just take my time with it.

So, it has officially been a week and a half since I returned to California, and oh my gosh, what a time it has been. I feel like I'm truly experiencing so much culture shock and I knew I would, but I didn't know I would feel it to that extent. It's so weird hearing English

everywhere. I think I got so used to hearing just Spanish or other languages that now I go somewhere and I'm like, “wow, I can actually understand what they're saying?” Living in Spain, I didn't know that many people. I honestly just had like my friend group and my coworkers and

that was it. It's so interesting how here I have so many layers of people that I know, whereas in Spain I kind of felt like I was able to slide under the radar. And I honestly kind of liked that. There was something very soothing about not really being known and kind

of just like being an observer and passing through life with a freshness. Whereas here, I feel like I already know a lot of people and it's very familiar, so it doesn't feel as fresh.

One thing that I did do to process moving back was I scrapbooked. I scrapbooked my travels that I did throughout Europe and Africa, and also just scrapbooked about my time living in Spain. Today, I kind of just wanna, like, reflect a little bit, and write down some

thoughts about how I'm feeling. Just be present with the nature around me.