Land of the Spaniards.

Okay. Seriously. Why is this country so good-looking? And I’m not just talking about the stone-carved cathedrals and bath warm beach waves. Since the minute I stepped foot on Spanish soil, I feel like I have been living in a real life Georgio Armani ad. (I can’t stress enough how non-sarcastic I am being.)

What is in the water here? Besides half naked Spanish gods.

I almost fell off my bike yesterday when David Beckham's long lost brother was running topless, for four blocks, next to me. And must I repeat, I was biking.

Every Spaniard I have come across looks like they go to Cross Fit at least twice a day.  

Where are the hungry hippos?

Where are the Big Mac eaters?

Did they really all migrate to America and gain too much weight to fly back?

I have yet to solve this mystery.

There are so many things about the Europeans way of life that is brilliant. For example, right now, as I am typing away at this quaint little coffee shop, there are 4 gorgeous men sitting next to me, laughing and drinking beer.

Need I say, it is 12pm.. on a Monday, and oh, WE'RE ON CAMPUS! Europeans knows what’s up.

Maybe now that I can multitask homework and drinking, I'll actually be able to hand in my assignments on time. (.... okay, now I'm being a little sarcastic)

Besides the babes, another thing I love about the España way of life is their way of eating. Before coming overseas, I was told to book two seats on my flight home, because souvenirs weren't the only extra weight I’d be packing on. But truthfully, I think it’s the opposite. Portions in this country finally match the serving size that Westerners have yet to figure out. The Europeans aren’t afraid to indulge into pitchers of bright red sangria and skillets of seafood paella, because they don’t OVER-indulge.

What else I love about Valencia is how easy it is to be active here. Yesterday, I bought a Valenbsi card, which is valid for a year. This means I can use bikes from the hundreds of bike stations around the city for means of transportation. Even though no one wears helmets and I've almost been hit by a car twice, I’m totally excited about it! And the immense accessibility of equipment on residence is incredible.

So when I’m not dodging traffic, like I'm in Miami Vice, and feel like shooting some hoops... there is a basketball court.

If I want to drop it like a squat... there are 3 gyms,

become the next Michael Phelps.... there's a swimming pool,

not to mention a friggin’ rock climbing wall and 4 tennis courts! 

..... so maybe this has a little something to do with their perfect bodies.

All in all, the baby-portioned coffees are going to take a bit of getting used to, but everything else,

Mama likey.