Missing Mondays

the time I spent in Chile is so special to me

I find myself missing it all the time

I miss the people I met there, I miss the atmosphere,

I miss the culture, and so much more.

In my daily life here in Charleston I am reminded of that beautiful place constantly

In class I remember how cold or hot it was depending on the weather and I remember how the teacher hated to call on my because lets face it I struggle reading in any language.

When I'm driving around town I remember how I never had to drive because we walked everywhere, I remember how much I miss the little pastry shop that was right by my apartment and the little couple that ran the little convenience store next door, and I just plain miss city life.

I miss the relationships I formed.

I meet some pretty awesome people that I wish I still saw everyday!

Its been so hard to keep in touch because of our busy lives.

I miss Mondays after a weekend of traveling 

coming back and everyone telling about the adventures that got into the past weekend

I miss Monday ice cream runs

(Tawn and i did that a lot!!)

today I'm miss all the Mondays I spent on the other side of the equator