One of my favorite parts about traveling is the food. I feel like there is no better way to immerse yourself in a different culture than to eat the local cuisine and in my opinion, Lisbon is one of the best places to go for a foodie.
Ever since I was little, I dreamed about visiting Ireland, especially Dublin. Like so many others, my ancestors immigrated from Ireland and I felt this connection to a country I had only read about and seen in pictures. In college, I even took a course on the history of Ireland, making my connection even stronger. I had this idea in my head of what I thought Dublin would be like and I really believed I would feel this immediate “at home” feeling as soon as I arrived. Sadly, I didn’t feel that way at all.
I have a confession to make. When I first started this blog, I didn’t dedicate any time to it. And when I moved to Spain, I told myself I would have nothing but time. Truth is, I really do have a lot of time on my hands, sometimes too much time. I’ve also just gotten a little lazy. Between my Netflix marathons and siestas, working on my blog was pushed aside. While on vacation in Germany and Austria over the holidays, I made myself write out a few blog posts that were long overdue, including this one about my first trip to Poland.
Friends and family have been asking for updates and wanting to know what I’ve been up to since I arrived in Madrid last week. And to be honest, my life has been kind of boring. Since I had a list of things to do when I arrived including finding an apartment, I haven’t been able to see the sights or do much of anything fun. Here’s what I was up to my first week. I know once I’m settled and have a routine, my life will be more interesting. Hopefully.