one week till departure...

I didn't think the time would pass as quickly as it did. When I first signed up for this trip it seemed so far away. Now I sit here with one week left till we depart and still many things to do. The closer it gets till we leave the less sleep I get. I can't seem to stop thinking about the many things that I will see and do. I have this vision of Spain as being very artsy and fashionable. I picture the people to be sitting outside on a patio at a cafe having a glass of wine and watching the people go by. I envision it to be very classy in a way that is so normal to them. Not like here where everything is more extravagant just to show how much money you have.

I can't wait to try my hand at going to another country. "I'm going to Spain in a week" just the sound of it gives me Goosebumps. Although I'm so excited about going I am equally excited about coming back home. Not because I would be anxious about leaving such a place as Spain, but because I can't wait to tell of all the things I saw, ate, learned etc...

I like the idea of being the traveler of the family. I want to be the one that went to Spain and walked through the Prado. I want to be the one that sits at all the family functions and tells stories of my adventures. Most of all I hope to go and take advantage of every place and live my life the way I have always imagined...a young girl with nothing to worry about other than what I'm going to do next.