When embarking on a new adventure it’s hard not to have expectations for what life will be like. We all do it – whether it’s starting a new job, heading off on a trip, or moving to a new country or city – we fantasize and daydream about the way our days will look, how we’ll spend our time and just how absolutely amazing everything will be.
Before I moved to Spain, I spent days – really, weeks – daydreaming about my time abroad. I would dream about the glorious sunshine I would bask in, the delicious coffee I would relax with each morning, and the flawless Spanish I would speak with ease.
But, what we expect and assume usually isn’t what ends up happening.
Before moving to Spain, I had a lot of expectations and assumptions about how life would be in Madrid, but almost none of them came true. My reality in Spain was very different than the one I had imagined; in some ways, it was harder and in others, it was so much better than I could have ever hoped. Here are some of the expectations I had before moving to Madrid, Spain, and the realities that I experienced while living there. Continue reading “Expectations vs. Reality: Madrid, Spain”