Around a week ago I almost died. Now, you may think I’m exaggerating. I resent that. I’m not, and I have eyewitnesses to prove it.
About 6 months ago, we decided to move halfway across the world - knowing no one where we’re going - with only two suitcases. With me having a (partial) minor in Spanish, we had settled on a Spanish-speaking country, and it wasn’t until June that we definitively said Barcelona, Spain was our final destination.