Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Dear España - a love letter
I didn't want you to find out this way. I didn't mean to hurt you, it was never about hurting you...it's just, well, it's me. I know you found my air ticket in my bag, and yes, I guess I've been unfaithful to you this past week. I've been with Los Estados Unidos. Oh! Just to hear you cry out like that chills me to the bone! It's not that I don't love you dearly. This new romance of ours is like nothing I've ever felt. I love so many things about you: the way you dress your streets with beautiful Christmas lights, the way you look at me from your stunning city scapes, the late nights Flamenco dancing, and the loud tapas bars where we have to shout at each other to be heard. I know, I know -- we've had lots of tender moments too: dining at the finest restaurants in the world, exploring the most exciting museums on the planet. Remember that time we walked hand in hand through the Retiro? I could never replace those...what?
Yes, I'm sorry, E.! I did walk on my heated floors in my heated kitchen and bathroom but, please, try to understand! I only used my heated towel warmers because they were, well, turned on. And while having a really toasty, fluffy towel after a shower was nice, I'm sure I can get used to my ice cold floor and the hard towel that's been dried outside, no problem. España, I'll do anything to make this relationship work.
Please, don't make yourself sick over this! It's not wise to answer all these questions... All I'll say is: yes I saw my old friends. Yes, actually, some of my best, closest, dearest friends in the world. And I'm not going to lie to you. I enjoyed every minute of it. I enjoyed being able to talk to people and have them understand what the heck I was saying and to take a cab without mishap... OK, sorry! I'm just saying, we haven't always had the easiest relationship. You're right, that which doesn't kill us makes us stronger.
I'm so, so, sorry E. Forgive me! I promise that I'm going back to my language therapy classes to work on what's happened between us. OK? I'm going to enjoy the really fun FOF's I've made here and continue to learn everything I can about you. And I promise, no matter what, I'm going to be faithful to you from now until, well, summer.