“Teacher Haylie!!!!” I am almost knocked over by the impact of 15 little bodies as they charge toward me and commence our weekly group...

Pit pat. Drip drop. I’m sitting in my bed next to my large, typical Galician window watching as the rain trickles slowly down the pane....

"Haylie, turn up the music!" My five friends and I ride along the picturesque Galician countryside on the way from Santiago de Compostela...

"Teacher Haylie, what is Thanksgiving?" 11-year-old Manuel looks up at me with his inquisitive brown eyes as I pass out a...

74. It's been 74 days since I arrived in Santiago de Compostela, Spain. 74 sleeps in my new piso, 74 morning cafes con leche despite my...