Wednesday, June 3, 2009

The smell of Spain. I put on a shirt that I haven't worn since I've been home only to realize it still smelled like Spain. Really. My mom's laundry detergent. I loved it. Wearing that shirt made me think of all the great things I did in it, since I pretty much wore it every single week and/or weekend of travel. It's stained and should be thrown out, but I just can't....it's too perfect....mmmmm, the sweet smell of Espana, I miss you.