This story takes place almost twenty years ago when I was 20. I’ve forgotten some of the details, but I’m recalling it as best I can. Images are not mine, they belong to elenas.caprice. They’re just the closest I could find. Again, this is completely true, the only inaccuracies are things that I couldn’t remember, such as the exact conversations. Enjoy!
I was a college student at a small college in Pennsylvania. I was close to graduating and I wanted to have some fun, so I signed up for studying abroad. Normally my degree doesn’t require it, but I guess I convinced the board and they let me do it. There were a number of great choices, but I eventually went with Spain because I knew a little Spanish and I thought it would be fun.