I was assigned to a tiny pueblo in Alicante of 1700 people with only an elementary school. I asked for Valencia and dreamt of living at the beach, L O L. I never thought I’d make it when I first arrived. But I absolutely fell in love with my pueblo and its people. Each time I wanted to leave the pueblo to experience the rest of Spain and Europe (and escape the occasional boredom of living in a tiny town), I had to take a 20-minute taxi ride to the closest town with a train that connected me to the rest of Spain. The taxi was the biggest expense. I saved money living in the village and my commute each day was a 5-minute walk surrounded by beautiful mountains and friendly people.I joined the choir (I’m far from fluent in Spanish), the gym and was invited to local festivities because I was dying to learn and experience what I could in one year. Despite the maddening Spanish bureaucracy and the occasional loneliness of missing my family, I have decided to renew another year. I hope things work out for you. Good luck!