I had attempted to start a blog quite some years ago. Although without any particular objective; I just wanted to write about my thoughts and share them with the world.
I wrote two blog posts and then freaked out. People were actually reading my blog and commenting on it. I may want to mention that both posts were very raw and honest, very personal. So I freaked out and stopped writing.
Five years later, here I am again, exposing myself to the world. This time without fear and with a purpose. But perhaps before jumping into purposes, I’ll tell you a bit about myself.
I’m originally from Mexico, although most people rarely think I’m Mexican. And to be honest, although I love my country, I don’t really feel that Mexican myself. I consider myself a limbo citizen. Yes, not from there, not from here, actually more like a “a bit from everywhere” citizen.
My parents moved to Tijuana when I was 2 years old (yes, Tijuana, that town bordering San Diego, CA that Manu Chao sings about – not particularly proud of that song). Later, when I was 11 years old, we moved to California. Two years later, my dad decided to leave his job and take us back to Mexico once he realized how expensive college in the US can be. I remember hating on him back then for taking me away from my friends; today I am deeply grateful as otherwise I would definitely not be living the life I am living now.
While I was studying in the State university in Tijuana, I decided to go on an exchange program to Austria for six months. It was the best decision I made EVER. Long story short, after spending the coolest six months of my life in the city of Linz, I decided to do a master’s program in Germany and ended up in Frankfurt.
Frankfurt has my heart. I had planned to study in Leipzig, but when the time came, I just couldn’t leave this city. It has become my home and I don’t plan to leave it anytime soon.
Being an expat in Germany has not been easy, but it has also not been as difficult as I thought it would be. There are people from all over the world and as the years go by, the city becomes more and more international. It is rich with culture and things to do and at the same time quiet and small for it being the “capital of the Euro”. This balance between hectic and slow is what keeps me here.
But what does this have to do with quinoa and yoga? Well, that I will tell you on my next post so you don’t scroll without end on this one 😉
For now, I toast with you, my reader, for new beginnings… or second tries!