It's been over five months since I stepped off the plane from Nicaragua and it's making me stir crazy.
In my world, five months is a long time to be home. In fact, I haven't been home this long in over four years. With the stress of opening a new coffee place, a bleak winter and generally banging my head against a wall, I'm ready to hit the open road and seek new adventure.
Surprisingly, Ana called me the other day to ask if I was going to Anaheim this week and maybe we could hang out again. Claro que si, Senorita!
Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah, Rama-Rama-ma, Ga-Ga-ooh-la-la!
A new adventure begins Thursday...
