After two months on the go, our backpacks are empty. We are staying in an apartment in Valencia Spain for the month of November and trying to create some sense of home. It was time. The different place every night is equal parts exciting and exhausting. Oh, and both Jake and I have Sabbatical stuff to do, I’m sure some of y’all were curious about that... And although the girls had the world’s greatest museums at their fingertips, there are some things that are hard to learn without a table.
This is the front of our apartment, we are way up on the top and yes that is an ORANGE tree way down at the bottom. Valencia (the third largest city in Spain) is known for a couple things: Valencia oranges, a world-class Aquarium on the Mediterranean coast, and most importantly the birthplace of Paella. Obviously, this is where the Amundsons would choose to spend our time.
The next great thing about this city is my parents have come to hang out with us. We have met amazing people, but there is nothing like a familiar face. In fact, these two are the only familiar faces that we have seen since the end of August. My parents are wonderful and they are great with the girls, plus my mom brought us a can of cranberry sauce, cause Thanksgiving is coming people! Spain doesn’t know. We are really thankful they are here, and not just for their tart delicious goodness.
So for now we are exploring and trying to get a sense of place in this beautiful city.
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