Diary of a Wanderer

Finally I seem to have settled into some sort of rhythm of daily life in Madrid. It has only taken 3 months, but I feel like I now have some sort of routine, even if it is completely different to anything else I have ever known. For starters I am officially a working gal. Everyday, Monday to Friday, I head off to work. Admittedly my job does not operate under the most conventional hours and there will be days I am there with 5 classes from 11am until 9pm, whilst some days I just go in for 2 or 3 hours. But still, this is the most 'proper' job I have ever had and it pays all the bills. I am absolutely not complaining. In fact, most of the time I reflect on my days and conclude that quite frankly everything is pretty fantastic. I couldn't think of doing anything more enjoyable for a job and I am in a beautiful city made up of really quite nice people.  To temporarily put this lovely routine on hold and make everything a bit more exciting, Semana Santa has arrived! Holida...

My birthday fast approached as I was filled with a little bit of dread about turning a year older. 22- hardly old at all I hear you say and yes I completely agree, but I love this stage in my life so much right now that I really don't want it to come closer to an end! We went out for a lovely curry the night before having gone 2 months without any such food, I skyped my parents in the morning and opened my presents in their 'virtual-company' and spent the rest of the day chilling out at home with Ramsey and Hannah coming over for lunch. I was surprised by the arrival of a package full of presents and a beautifully handmade card all from my sister! I went to work to discover that with quality timing my lesson that day was to teach my little ones the 'Happy Birthday' song and about birthdays. Needless to say I was more than happy when 9pm arrived and I was out of the door as quickly as possible and heading home. I invited my handful of new madrileños amigos (8 in tot...