In university, I spent a semester studying abroad in Spain. I fell in love with the university town of Salamanca, with its history, culture, and of course nightlife.
I stayed with a host mother in an apartment just a few minutes’ walk from the Plaza Mayor. I walked with one of my other friends to our classes every day and came to love our little neighborhood. There was a tobacconist shop, some bars, a salsa dance club, a butcher’s, and many other little shops. In the winter, vendors sold roasted chestnuts on the street corners.
The local plaza was under construction while I was there; they made a lot of progress over a few months.