Robyn F.

I used to want to be a suburban soccer mom. I had my whole life planned out. By the time I was a true adult, I would be married, have... keep reading

It has been seven months since I moved to Madrid. Now, I wouldn’t say that I came on this journey to discover something in particular about myself or the world... keep reading

In 1983, the world was forever changed. The Internet was born, and since then, we can’t seem to live without it. Later, WiFi was created further changing and amping up... keep reading

As the time nears to accept Teach in Spain positions, I wanted to update you about life in Madrid in regards to Covid. It’s hard to make a decision when... keep reading

Snow fills the streets. Sun shines anew. What is this land I’ve returned to? Ears straining for familiar sounds. Eyes darting, up, down, all around. I should know this place... keep reading

If all goes according to plan, I will get to be home for about two weeks for Christmas. Now, there are still a lot of things up in the air... keep reading

A Spanish phrase I never expected to need to use: ¿dónde están las vacas?. I learned last week that apparently this phrase is very important in my piso. It literally... keep reading

Ahhh, it’s finally fall in Madrid. The leaves have fallen, rustling and rumbling with the wind. It makes me nostalgic for my hometown where fall is so beautiful. I won’t... keep reading

I hopped off the plane at LAX...uh, MAD, and, wow, what a blur it has been. My brain is on sensory overload with all the new information I’ve taken in... keep reading

As I sit here on the first of four flights, I can’t help but be amazed that I’m actually here. This day seemed like a surreal dream off in the... keep reading