Last Day in Spain 12/17

Alarm goes off at 630, and I get ready to go to the airport with my roommate. Our landlord comes to check us out and do a quick overview of the apartment. He takes longer than he should and proceeds to make our lives just a little bit more difficult by charging us unnecessary fees and telling us we should have already left for the airport.
Peace out apartment.

Grab a cab.

Sulk.

Get the airport and I check in for my flight that isn't until the afternoon, but I figure if I am here and I have the time I should just get it done.
Go through security and hang out in McDonalds because we are super early.
Go to the gate.
Say goodbye to my roommate. Tear up a little.

Head back to the terminal to put my bags in a locker and get my last fill of the city.
Catch the bus back to the center of Madrid and go straight to the Royal Palace to take a tour.
That took 45 minutes. I grab some last minute gifts because I am afraid that I may have forgotten someone. I probably did.
Meet up with a friend to go shopping.
Get my last jar of Sangria, which I drink most of.
Eat my last 100 Montaditos.
Walking around. Getting my last wind of things in the city.
Bus to the airport.
Grab my things from the locker check and head to my terminal. Meet up with lots of other NYU students heading home.

Fall asleep before take off. Wake up after take off and feel sick and cold.
The food is bad. I sit next to a nice French girl who tells me all about her life. I encourage her to of course.
Land in JFK, collect my things and go through customs.
Leave JFK Terminal 7.
Return to JFK Terminal 5.
Jetblue rules.

Can't find New York bagels. Regrettably.

Dinner, and on a plane to Boston.
Sit next to a guy coming from Sweden.
I have now been awake for 23 hours, even though the clocks say otherwise.
Land in Logan.
Thank anyone and everyone who says "excuse me" or calls me miss.
Wait for my bags for an extremely long time.
Catch my ride outside. I say "thanks for helping me with my bags," kick off my shoes and lay down in the back seat. My eyes close while I listen to classical opera played on the radio. This driver has taste.
Wake up and I see the symbolic Burger King and Shorty's sign telling me that I am off the highway and 5 minutes from home.
Get home, put my bags in the doorway. No one is home. Brother is in New York, and parents are partying in Boston. Go upstairs to get to bed.
Become distracted.
It has now been 26 hours that I've been awake.
Bedtime.

Wake up early to get dressed and go to church to surprise my parents. HI HELLO! I'm home!

I will be writing more in the future about being back home, and what my next plans will be for traveling, so stay tuned.

Thank you to everyone who has been standing by me throughout my travel abroad experience. I had a  lot of downs which my friends and family supported me through, and a lot of ups that I have written about and laughed with my friends about. I am extremely grateful and I feel blessed for every moment, good or bad, that I've had this past year with my travels and moving to different cities. I have learned a lot about myself and what works for me or doesn't, what is best for me when it comes to being happy and healthy. My family has unwaveringly supported me, even when I call and wake them up throughout all hours of the night. I am glad to be home because it is where I belong right now, but I miss Madrid. I definitely loved the city more than I realized. Now that I am moved back home from Madrid I miss all of the imperfections that I complained about while I was there. I am ready to move forward with my life and on to my next adventure. I'm re-awakening to all that I left behind and feeling like I am a 180 from the person I was last year, last semester, or even a couple of weeks ago. This year I have been blessed to travel to Mexico, Dominican Republic, Spain, France, Germany, Italy, Czech Republic, Morocco, United Kingdom, Belgium and Holland. I feel so blessed to have had the ability to travel, and I hope to do more in the future by way of giving back to the world whatever I have to offer. I owe it all to God and my parents who know that I couldn't have asked for anything more and that I am so grateful.

Thanks to those who read my blog, I appreciate your support and I hope that you continue to read because I will certainly continue to write. As long as I am young, capable, and saving my money... there will always be another adventure down the road. Hopefully not too far down though.