After a stressful first semester at work, I decided to embark on my first journey to Europe. I spent a few weeks in Spain. While there, I wrote a bit about my experiences. As anyone would imagine, it was like a big side step from the daily life I am used to.
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| I spent a lot of time sipping wine and munching on tasty olives when I was in Spain. |
My trip took a long time, obviously. I flew
from Seoul, to Beijing, to Amsterdam, then finally to Madrid. The middle, long
flight was unfortunately terrible! My seat was in the middle of a two-story
plane, looking at a blue wall, and next to a toddler. It was a bad ten hours,
but it ended eventually. Beijing's airport was messy and disorganized, I and
had to constantly ask around to find out what to do and where to go for my
connecting flight. It was full of conflicting information from different
people. Amsterdam's airport was fantastic, though. Completely the opposite, and
I was impressed with everything being automated. I saw a huge tribute to the
victims of Malaysia airlines flight 17 outside of the airport. The lawn was
covered with flowers and stuffed animals, which I thought was sweet. I wasn't
able to get a picture, though.
About 22 hours later, I finally arrived to
Madrid feeling like a zombie.
