I whistled to myself as I made my way through downtown New Haven towards the Ecuadorian consulate where I would be working for the afternoon.
I absolutely loved going there, even though it was only for a few hours here or there, and I really just did some odd jobs while I was there.
But, every now and then, I got to actually talk to some of the families who had moved to the US and were seeking support, and it was a good chance to practice my Spanish and learn more from people from other parts of the world.
Every shift there reminded me of the stories my nanny and housekeeper used to tell me whenever I was bummed out about my parents being gone for weeks at a time. After all the things she had said, all I wanted to do was move to Ecuador and experience life there.
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