Our street remind me of our existence. There is a tiny Calle de la Villa in Madrid, home to a single apartment building in Sol, and a larger, longer Calle de la Villa outside Madrid known by all the locals and taxi drivers. We are like our tiny street, tucked behind a church in the far corner of Sol, nestled between La Latina, Opera and Sol. A mere blip on the map in Madrid, but outside of the city, back home, we feel so much bigger.