Sarah la Viajera
Sarah la Viajera

Life in Spain

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✨ 6 years in Spain ✨ What an indescribable experience it’s been. But here’s my attempt to describe it through these photos from February 2020 all the way back to September 2014. One of my last day trips (to Ávila) before the pandemic began. Our wedding (an American and a British man), which wasn’t in Spain at all. Receiving a dozen roses for the first time ever in my old (favorite) apartment on Valentine’s Day 2019. Visiting Andalucía (Huelva and Palos de la Frontera) in the winter in 2018. My first time going to the Madrid Open 🎾🇪🇸 in 2017. Seeing stained glass inside Casa Lis in Salamanca in 2016. Going to Entroido in Verín (Galicia) dressed as a lost tourist/map of Ohio in 2015. And the photo before any of these events took place: just before boarding an overnight bus to NYC from Ohio with all my personal belongings for the next 9 months ahead of me in 2014. I knew coming back over here to live would change my life but I didn’t know just how much! 😅😍 I’ve had my fair share of high highs and low lows here but other than home, this is the one country where I feel like I fit in. I mostly know how things work 📝😅, the places to visit and explore are endless and discovering why I love the language lights up my heart day after day. Here’s to starting year number 7. Te quiero, España 🇪🇸❤️ Gracias por dejarme quedar y enamorarme más de ti.
Happy first anniversary, @andrewrgillan, my love! What a year it has been since last September. Too much has happened to fit into a short caption but one thing is certain: there is no one else I would’ve wanted to have by my side through all the twists and turns, good times and bad (or down right crazy). Your your love and your embrace have been a safe haven. Your company has helped stave off homesickness. And most of all, no one can care for me, love me and make me laugh the way you do. 💗 While our wedding day was the happiest and most wonderful day of our relationship thus far, there will be more and perhaps others that will surpass the joy we felt then. A flashy proposal and a big wedding don’t necessarily mean that the love will endure the tests and trials of life. Our big day was perfect for us and this year our love has deepened in such a wonderful way. Here’s to many more years together and a little more normality in the coming one! 🥂🥰😍👰🏻🤵🏻💒
4 years ago today (September 17th) I left the beautiful countrysides of Galicia for the cosmopolitan, big city streets of Madrid. Time has definitely flown and not every day has been the best day of my life but I have found more than enough reasons to stay. Every city has its pros and cons but los balcones madrileños are hands down the most beautiful balconies I’ve ever seen. 😍 The metro celebrated 100 years of operation in the last year and I’ve been using it for about 10% of that time, seeing it through lots of changes and improvements. I’ve made some wonderfully random connections that have turned into lasting friendships that have weathered many storms nearly all the time I’ve been here. All of whom I was destined to meet once I moved here...or reconnect with again. 👫💗❤️ Rooftop terraces, amazing sunsets, brunch, dressing up and wandering the endless city streets are just some of the many things I love about this city. And last but not least, it’s the place where my relationship with that one cool guy I met up in Santiago went from friendship to first love to marriage material. 💍🏠 We won’t always live here but I will always love the fact that this city was where we made our first (rented) apartment a true home. 💕 #demadridalcielo #madrid #madridmemola
***Before you jump to conclusions and don’t fully read this caption, my ring is not missing and it is not damaged.*** Six months ago yesterday, Spain went into lockdown and I stopped wearing my engagement ring. First, it was because I was going to be home all the time (not knowing it would be for 50 days straight without the ability to go outside for a leisurely walk or for exercise, though!). Then, it was because we all had to wear gloves when shopping at the supermarket. Then finally, it was because of having to sanitize your hands before entering any type of shop and you didn’t know which way that hand sanitizer will squirt out onto your hands (and if it’ll be super sticky or not 😑). This ring has been very special to me since late 2018. I wasn’t a ring person before but getting used to seeing it sparkle and catch my eye was something magical. And it always reminded me that our love was connected to something tangible now in a way. We both fell in love with the unique twist and delicate frame of this ring but one of the downsides of it is its material. It’s made of white gold and the jeweler urged us to be careful with it and to not let it get wet from any type of liquid. (Pretty things come with a catch, don’t they? 🤔) While not wearing it has started to make me sad in the past couple months and my dreams have been all over the place, nothing has changed in my heart about the way I feel for @andrewrgillan 💓 If anything, these past few months my love for him has been strengthened and it has only deepened. This is not how I ever imagined the year to go but I am ever so grateful to have him by my side in sickness and in health, for better or for worse. 💍💑💜💙
Happy Gibraltar-versary, @andrewrgillan! Though this day was mostly seen as our marriage license day/paperwork day, I loved how uniquely special this day still was and how we laughed and smiled throughout all the obstacles that came our way (a description of our relationship up to that point and even now). And not to mention how our relaxed and genuinely happy expressions were captured so beautifully on film. This year we decided to go out and celebrate this day in case we find ourselves staying at home at the end of this month. So yes, this is our unofficial anniversary and one we will look back fondly. 🥰👰🏻🤵🏻🥂 For the next 19 days after our civil ceremony, I still called Andrew my fiancé and he called me his “almost-wife” 😂 The true start to our marriage will always be on September 21st, to commemorate the day we celebrated and received a blessing over our union with family and friends present. 💗 If I could go back in time and do this all over again, though, I totally would. And if you know me, I had to get a picture with this amazing wall of hand painted tiles (the last photo). 😍 Gibraltar was such an eclectic mix of English, Spanish and Moroccan culture, much like the unique blend of cultures we bring to our relationship. I can’t wait to tell our future kids about this story some day soon. Here’s to us, mi amor! 💜💙🥂
“And invisible thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle but will never break.” -Chinese Proverb . It took me 21 years to come to the continent you grew up on for the very first time, 5 more years with two more trips across the pond before we even met, 2 more years before we developed feelings for one another and then another 2 years before we finally got married. My life began the moment I was born and I have lived it to the fullest as much as I can. However, 11 months ago, our shared life began and each day has been sweeter than the last. 😘👫💜💙 We are proof that if you are destined to be with someone, no matter how long the wait, you will. Even though it was a whirlwind visit, I’m so glad we got to be in the city where we met again: Santiago de Compostela. ⛪🐙🐚🥾☦️
A week ago @andrewrgillan and I were in A Coruña walking along the Paseo Marítimo, going to my favorite Indian restaurant and then making our way to #PlayadeRiazor for the afternoon. 😍🌊👙🏝😎 It felt surreal to be there at the time and now last Tuesday feels like but a dream. 😌 It was one of the coolest feelings to go back to a city where I had lived (my first year as an auxiliar in 2014) but this time be there with my husband. A man who had lived in the same province the same year I did and came to Coruña often enough (ahem, ⚽️🏟) but we never crossed paths. We could’ve been walking on or near the beach at the same time because I lived about a kilometer away from it but we didn’t. Walking around the city where I had earnestly prayed to meet him four years later with him by my side turned out to be way better! 🙏🏻 At any rate, the short time spent at the beach together, our first time as husband and wife, was wonderful. 👫 I only wish it could’ve lasted longer! All of the lockdown I wished I could be near the ocean with the salty breeze tossing my hair around, the warm sand sliding between my toes and the sun kissing my face...at least I made it, not once, not twice but three times during our trip! 🙌🏻😍 (not our honeymoon for clarification) #FaseACoruña #Galicia #Sentidiño #galifornia #secondhome #segundacasa #juntos #bettertogether #loveisnotcancelled
*Not physically at the beach but mentally I am.* 🏖 You may not know this about me but I didn’t see the ocean until I was 17 years old. I had my big moment with it today (the 12th) way back in 2006, now some 14 years ago. (😳) It’s a moment I’ll never forget and having gone without seeing any ocean for so long in my life is an experience I have mixed feelings about. However, I look back on that time with lots of affection and it reminds me to never take something so beautiful as the sea for granted. 🌊🏝 The ocean calls to me in a way I can’t explain and for 17 years I wrestled with that desire and longing a lot. Actually, it may call to me so strongly because I did in fact experience it inside my mom’s belly while she was pregnant with me and lived in California many moons ago. Before my parents moved, they made one last visit and had dinner near her favorite beach, thus leaving me, their unborn child, with a longing for the sounds of the ocean. That same desire to experience it came back to me during these past few months in 2020. Numerous thoughts about the unknown bounced around in my head and I did my best to silence the ones that begged me, “When will I get to see it again? When?” Many times during the lockdown I just wanted to see bodies of water, plants, trees, flowers, palm trees not in a specific country but just...anywhere. Anywhere would do. But hopefully, if all goes well, I will get to see it again at the end of this month after what feels like a very, very long time away. 💕 Beaches I went to in 2019: Málaga and Marbella, Spain and Ballycastle Beach, Northern Ireland (🇬🇧)
Happy 4th of July! 🇺🇸💥🥂🍷 It’s been a very strange year and a much quieter summer so far but today was a bright spot in so many ways. We haven’t had these friends over in months and have been enjoying decorating and caring for our home by ourselves that it felt so nice to have them over once again. And this time to celebrate a different American holiday and reminisce about trends, music, movies and linguistic differences of the past. Despite everything going on in the world (and in my country) today, it felt great to enjoy their company, create a great meal and transport ourselves back to pre-pandemic times. (Though everyone had a 😷 in tow this time around) Thanks for coming and for some of you being honorary Americans with me! 🇺🇸🇬🇧🇧🇴 (As pictured: red white and blue bagels, homemade tinto de verano 🍷, the varying shades of said tintos de verano 😂, pulled pork made in the Crockpot and the rest of our spread.)