Although about 300 of my blog followers thought I was camping for a whole year, the rest of you figured out Inma and I moved on with our travels and I left my blog in the dust.
Eventually after my summer romance with Inma in Spain and throughout Europe, I had to go home for Christmas. First I flew to New York to spend a few days with some of my college friends who gave me great personal tours of their nearby parks and coffee shops. Admittedly, I left too soon and went to the Sacramento airport, by airplane. My parents thought it was ok timing though, since I arrived on Thanksgiving day last year.
After giving thanks and opening presents I had to work for a few months and save money up for my next adventures. History shows that eventually I jumped back onto an airplane to Spain. Actually, I flew in two airplanes; one to London for a layover long enough to sample some high class liquor at the airport and another airplane south to Madrid.
Without going into the details, Inma and I continued our romance around Spain and once I even flew out to Istanbul for a couple weeks to meet Inma on a trip she made out there. Flying to Turkey was a great decision. With Inma usually by my side (she flew to Senegal for a month) I've been watching time pass, teaching English and traveling.
Now I'm still here.
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