It's been one year since I left to Spain. One year.
One year ago I was sitting in an airplane, talking to Anne-Mari and the Spanish guy next to me. I disturbed Anne-Mari when she tried to sleep.
"Ansku, are you sleeping?"
Haha. :)
I mostly think of the good things that happened there. The memories are nice to have. I even miss some things. :)
It would be nice to be able to go to 100 Montaditos again. Or eat ice cream with Suvi while looking at the sunset by the river.. Oh and our trips! They were nice.
Sometimes I wish I could visit the places again. Eat with the same people and be disgusted about mess in the kitchen :D
Maybe I'll visit Sevilla one day. Maybe when I'm older and have enough money to do anything I like.. :'D (like that would happen...)
I doubt I'll write in this blog again. The chapter of my life has been finished. I still talk about all the things, and I think I'll never stop remembering. It was a big thing in my life.
If you have an opportunity to go to another country for some reason, go for it. It might be hard, but the good things are worth it. I don't regret going. It was a good experience.
So, goodbye for now. :)
