I was born in Caracas and have lived in Barcelona since 2008. The distance separating me from my family is immense. A song from “El Último de la Fila” says, “My country in my shoes,” and that’s exactly how I feel.
When you leave your homeland, knowing you won’t be back for a long time, you must be ready to fight the melancholy and memories and cope with no longer hearing familiar accents or eating home-cooked meals.