Leaving Spain tomorrow.
I'll deeply miss:
- beautiful views
- slow mornings and intense evenings
- walking 10+ km each day
- absence of terrible heat. Normal human summer weather and not the atrocious 8-month-long heatwave where I live
- carrots that taste as they should and not as if they were a relative of plastic
- sweet cherries at €2.30 a kilo. Not a pound. A kilo! It's $5.99 a pound where I live.
- real ice-cream
- good coffee
- low prices
- sociable people
- books I want to buy
- no insects
- stylish old ladies
- architecture
- indescribably beautiful manicures for €14
- anchovies that are not only edible but actually enjoyable
- ease of buying very comfortable footwear that doesn't make one look like an elderly duck
I will not miss:
- the perennial "our kitchen is closed and won't open until 8 pm"
- everything reeking of smoke
- high salt intake
- scarcity of public toilets
- the suspicion that somebody vomited rainbow and Palestinian flags everywhere
- unattainability of eggs cooked overeasy. Or any eggs that aren't scrambled into cardboard state or poured into scary "potato tortillas"
- shelf milk. I did try it and Lord have mercy
- absence of kids' menus
- inability to straighten my hair and having to go everywhere with an out-of-control Jewfro
- laundry problems
- sadness and emptiness of malls
- ugly windmills destroying the landscape
- inability to buy a book for Klara
- terrible salads that seem utterly unconnected to the amazing produce
- old men walking around holding hands with very young black boys
- extremely emotional cab drivers
- no Uber except in Madrid
- no Ukrainian flags anywhere
- terrible little Chinese stores on every corner
- being deprived of soup
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