Samanther, Jennica, and Ellie’s Señora opened up the doors of her beautiful home to me this past weekend: meals and snuggling time included. The girls and Maxwell were outstanding tour guides as they pulled me in and around metro stops, museums, shops, and squares. And even though I was challenged (to put it simply) by the Spanish lifestyle, I subtly settled into a surprising sense of home. I find it difficult to describe, but my time there seemed to have nurtured a subdued hunger. It gave me open sidewalks, tall trees of the prettiest green, sweet silence, and the warmth of those kind souls I have been missing. I love Madrid.