August 8th 2016, on a flight from Doha to Madrid Infinite-infinite-end of cycle. Or not. Pampered in the best way by my colleagues, impressed with tears by the little things someone can do for you when they want, making you the most special person in the world. Listening to Julio Iglesias – To all the … Continue Reading

There’s a place in the heart of Manhattan, NYC where in the summer holiday in 2015 I loved to eat breakfast together with my mom. Sometimes sleepy, sometimes double size, but always in Spanish. There, on the Ave of the Americas, right where it ends in Central Park, very close to our amazing Central Park … Continue Reading