Today marks the official end of the Christmas season with January 6th being the day that the three wise men reached their destination of seeing the Christ child. This holiday wasn't celebrated with too much fanfare around my family except for maybe the 6th being the day when we would finally put our pino out of its misery. But it's a big deal in other countries, like Mexico and Spain.
Ten years ago I had the luck to do spend a semester abroad in Spain. I arrived just prior to the Día de los Reyes so I was able to partake in the Rosca, the traditional pastry that holds within it, a little plastic baby (Jesus). Whomever finds it is said to have an extra bit of luck the following year. My memory of el Día in Madrid is a little fuzzy as I arrived with a head cold, which if you've ever flown with a cold, is made worse by having spent several hours on a plane.
Feliz Día de los Reyes Magos a todos mis amistades que conocí Madrid, en el Universidad Complutense de Madrid, Toledo, Barcelona y también a todos mis queridos amigos que me llevaron por la bella ciudad de Granada. ¡Os hechos de menos!
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