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Spanish Travels: Muxia and Finisterre

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After my brother and I finished walking El Camino de Santiago, the rest of our family met us in Spain for a road trip across the country—first stop, Muxia and Finisterre! While the traditional end of the Camino is in Santiago, many pilgrims choose to continue walking an extra three days to either Muxia or Finisterre to see the ocean (and the mile marker that says 0 kilometers left!). So…my brother and I took the easy way out and drove there in a quick hour and a half instead. Ha! Continue reading “Spanish Travels: Muxia and Finisterre”

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Fashion in España

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Fashion in España

As some of you may know from my blog post about bucket lists, I’ve been living a dream of mine for the past month walking El Camino de Santiago throughout Spain with my older brother. Now, the rest of my family has joined me for a little road-tripping around the country, and thankfully my mom brought me some stylish clothes to wear (I’ve never been so excited to put on clean clothes in my life). Whenever I travel, one of the first things I notice is the fashion – I mean duh, how could I not?! After spending more than 35 days in Spain (oof – I forget what real bacon tastes like), I think I’ve gathered enough data points to make some declarations about the styles and trends popular in the country… And let me tell you, the fashion does not disappoint! Continue reading “Fashion in España”

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The Lifelong Search for Joy (Not Happiness)

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For a lot of teenagers, there’s nothing they want more than a shiny new car for their 16th birthday. Or at least, a shiny new piece of plastic that allows them to legally drive. Me on the other hand? I wanted absolutely nothing to do with driving—I loved the company of my parents as chauffeurs, and I never felt embarrassed by their presence. Most of all, I feared the power and responsibility of maneuvering a very expensive toy on the roads (especially with all the inattentive drivers who spend more time looking at their phones than their rearview mirrors). One of the first times I drove with my mom on a permit to obtain the required hours, my left leg twitched uncontrollably—and a lot. It felt numb by the time I made it to my destination! That’s how scared I felt.

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