Happy Hump Day!

It’s hard to believe that it is Wednesday already!  The weeks really do fly by, especially when I’m gone most weekends.  During the weekdays, I usually am doing something from the time I get up until I go to bed.  I stay super busy between going to class, working on my schoolwork, running, keeping in touch with people from home, and spending time with friends.

This morning, it was nice to take a step back from all the craziness.  After a short morning run in Parque María Luisa, Cristina treated Carly and I to breakfast at a local churrería.  Although I’ve had a “churro” in the United States, I’ve never had a traditional Spanish churro.  The churros here are much much bigger and are not coated in cinnamon and sugar as they are in the U.S.  They are so delicious though!

After our churros, Cristina showed us around our barrio and ran some errands with us.  As we walked through our barrio (neighborhood), she linked armed with us and couldn’t stop smiling as she told us about the owners of all the different stores.

As I spend more time in Sevilla, I feel like the city continues to get smaller.  I see at least a couple people I know every time I go for a run.  When I walk into our apartment complex, I recognize many faces and always exchange a friendly hello with someone.  Studying abroad in Sevilla has also shown me how small the world is or as my señora says, “el mundo es un pañuelo.”  Yesterday, I ran into someone that I did gymnastics with at American Academy during high school.  I barely recognized her since I hadn’t seen her since senior year, but it was SO crazy to talk to her for a few minutes.  What are the chances?

I leave for Barcelona tomorrow night, which is super exciting!  Unfortunately, it is supposed to rain a majority of the weekend.  Cross your fingers for a change!  This may be the first time in my life that I have packed light!  I come home from Barcelona on Monday morning and then leave for Amsterdam, Brugge, and Brussels on Wednesday morning.

Hope everyone’s weeks are going well!



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This weekend we went to Lagos, Portugal, with the DiscoverSevilla Program. There were over a hundred other study abroad students that went on the trip, along with about fifteen from UNC. Basically, DiscoverSevilla provided us with transportation, a hotel, and activities throughout the weekend. It was really nice to have the option to do a bunch of different organized activities, but also the freedom to explore the city on our own. The mix of students and DiscoverSevilla guides that went on the trip was very interesting, to say the least. Some of the kids on the program sounded incredibly stupid (yes, I know judgmental). When we got on the bus to go to Lagos on Friday, I overheard some of the boys commenting on how excited they were to continue their current blackout throughout the weekend. That conversation, however, was topped by the girl sitting next to me in the hotel lobby who took the time to compare European and American strip clubs. (Not only did I find it odd that she went to strip clubs in both continents on the reg, but I also was surprised to find that she frequently texted her mom about her visits to such strip clubs…to each his own, I suppose). Definitely was entertaining and made me appreciate the UNC crowd.
We got to Lagos around 1:30pm on Friday afternoon. The beach was next to the hotel, so we went there right away. The water was super clear and there were a bunch of giant rocks/cliffs surrounding us. Quite the view to have when laying out throughout the afternoon. A hundred yards out or so from the shore, there was a giant rock that a bunch of people were jumping off of into the water. At first, I was unsure if I was going to do it because a) I’m an absolutely TERRIBLE swimmer and B) the water was really cold. But, with a little YOLO mentality, I decided to do it and I’m glad I did. The few cuts I got on my legs from climbing up the sharp rock were definitely worth the plunge into the water.

Climbing up the cliff to jump off!

Friday night, the DiscoverSevilla guides showed us into the center of the city and recommended a couple of good restaurants. They suggested a burger joint that is supposedly famous throughout Europe for its burgers. I was a little hesitant at first because I wanted to be eating authentic Portuguese food while we were in Portugal, but I was SO glad that we ended up eating there. Elisabeth ordered a burger and I got a veggie burger. We then split them in half and did a little switch-a-roo. So, I had half of her burger and then the half of my veggie burger. Arguably two of the best burgers I’ve ever had.

The “Nah Nah Bah” burger we had!

After a little roaming around the center of town, we went out to a couple bars for the rest of the night. Laura, Leigh, and I ended up meeting a group of students from French and Slovenia that were studying in Lisbon for the semester who were fun to talk to.
My day on Saturday was split between time on the beach and a sailboat cruise. The cruise was really neat as we got to see all the cliffs and caves throughout Lagos, along with some complimentary sangria. Such beautiful views! But, these views were definitely topped by watching the sunset at the “edge of the world.” (where the Europeans thought the world ended before Columbus proved that the world was round).

Laura and me on the sailboat cruise.

Sailboat cruise views.

Sunset at the “edge of the world.”

We were lucky enough to find an authentic Portuguese restaurant to eat at on Saturday night, which was surprisingly hard to find given how touristy Lagos is (sometimes it felt as if we were walking through an American beach city because all the shops and restaurants seemed to be catered to English-speaking tourists). I decided to be bold and try some cod fish, was absolutely delicious! Our whole group was pretty exhausted from the day on the beach (again…rough life, I know). So, we just got some gelato and went back to the hotel.

My dinner on Saturday.

One of the organized activities for Sunday was kayaking. As most of you know, I have been obsessing over doing kayaking the ENTIRE summer. But, no one wanted to do it with me, so I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do it by myself. I finally decided that I was going to do it and was really excited for it! Although, I thought it started it twelve when it actually started at ten…so, I missed it  😦 Guess that just means my kayaking adventure will have to be saved for the Guadalquivir river back in Sevilla.  Instead of kayaking, a group of us spent the day relaxing on a private beach and exploring the town of Lagos. Not too shabby, huh? 

Me, Mary Morgan, and Amelia

Hope you all had a fabulous, relaxing weekend!
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Sorry, I haven’t blogged in a while, but things have been so busy between classes and traveling!  Prepare yourself for a long post!

Last weekend, we had our last group excursion to Granada.  We left bright and early on Saturday morning—hopped on the bus and in about three and a half hours, we were in Granada.  Since it was a group excursion organized by our study abroad program, we got to stay in a four-star hotel.  (I can’t get used to this treatment since I know I will soon be staying in hostels once I start traveling to other countries).  But, if anyone ever goes to Granada, stay in Los Angeles—very nice hotel!

Granada is SUCH a beautiful city and much more urban than I had initially expected.  After we arrived, we had a few free hours to wander throughout the city and one of the first things that we stumbled upon was a giant market in one of the central plazas.  The vendors were selling bread, pastries, dried fruits, nut, candy, flowers, etc.  Each tent vendor we went to let us try WHATEVER we wanted, which clearly was perfect for a moocher like me.  All of the pastries were only 1 euro so we bought a few pastries for our group and shared them. I had a few bites of a coconut macaroon and a pastry that was a mix of a whoopie pie and a doughnut. DELICIOUS.

Emily, Mary Morgan, and Maggie with the doughnut-whoopie pie.

Candy at the market.

Pastries and bread that we sampled.

Amelia, Elisabeth, Maggie, and Ana at the market.

Mary Morgan and I were definitely enthusiastic about the market!


As we continued to meander throughout the city, I fell more and more in love with Granada.   Later in the afternoon, our professors gave us a tour of La Capilla Real (where los reyes católicos are buried) and the cathedral.   Although both of these buildings were amazing, I really want to remember the little things that I took note of during our stay; things that make Granada, well Granada:

  • Graffiti—I’m used to seeing graffiti throughout Chicago, but the graffiti in Granada is much more prominent as it is painted on many of the walls and alleys.  As I was admiring the artwork, I felt as though the artist was telling us stories.

  • Strong Moorish influence—Although I didn’t realize it before coming, there is a relatively large Muslim presence in Granada.  I believe there are 20,000 Muslims that live in Granada.  The Moorish influence was definitely obvious, especially when walking through the Muslim neighborhoods.  We stopped at many of the stores (where I bought a really cute leather purse for 20 euros) in this part of the city and went to a tetería, a restaurant completely dedicated to serving tea and dessert (right up my alley, I know!).  I tried a tea called Pakistani, which tasted just like chai! Yum!

Carly and me at la tetería

  • Crazy beautiful view of the mountain ranges—No matter where we were in the city, I felt like we had a great view of the mountains that surround the city.  After dinner on Saturday, we had the opportunity to climb up to an overlook with amazing views of the Alhambra and the city at night.

One of the overlooks we found while walking through the city.

  • Night life–After a super busy day Saturday, we all found the energy to go out and explore what Granada’s nightlife had to offer, which was a blast!  We went to a few bars and a discoteca in order to celebrate Carly and Rachel’s birthday.  We didn’t get back until the early hours of the morning, but it was definitely worth the sleep sacrifice!

Sunday was dedicated to a guided tour of La Alhambra, the most-visited monument in the entire world.  We saw so many palaces, beautiful buildings, and overlooks that it is hard to keep them all straight in my head.  I feel like the pictures do a better job:

Me, Carly, and Rachel

This week, I have been getting back into the routine of things with my classes.  Since I started my university classes, I have realized that there are SO many international students here.  In both my art and linguistics class, there is a strong international presence.  Not only is this great because I get to talk to a bunch of different people, but it’s also really nice because the professorts seems to be really understanding of our situation and needs.  In my linguistics class, I sit next to a girl from Italy, Francesca.  She and I will be working together throughout the semester on a project/presentation that we turn in before we leave.  She is definitely much more fluent than me in Spanish, but we do not have any problem communicating.  It’s so weird because one of her good friends from home is an au pair right now in Naperville–what a small world!

Other random happenings:

  • Yesterday, I met up with Mari and Agustina (my friends from Uruguay) and we booked a trip for the 17th-21st of October!  We will be traveling to Amsterdam, Brugges, and Brussels.  So excited!

Agustina, Dunja, Me, and Mari at Rayas.

  • I’m going to Festival de las Naciones tonight!  Festival de las Naciones is a month-long festival that takes place every year in Sevilla.  Basically, there are a ton of tents in a park with vendors selling food and souvenirs from all over the world.  Last week, I went and had some of a chocolate crepe from France.  It is so funny to see the food that is sold to represent the United States: “Obama ribs,” burgers, french fries, and bud light.  I’m excited to try some of the other tents!

Remains (or lack thereof) of the crepe.

  • Although it was quite the challenge to pick up Carly’s birthday cake last week (biking there and walking back in the rain), it couldn’t have been better!  Somehow, it tasted like a giant s’more (without the chocolate)!

Carly and Cristina with the birthday cake!

  • Going to Lagos, Portugal this weekend!

Don’t know when I’ll have the chance to blog next, but I’ll do my best to keep you posted on the happenings over here in Spain.  Miss you all like crazy!

Much love,


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Rain, rain, rain…

I’m currently sitting in my kitchen and listening to the rain as I eat my breakfast and drink my tea.  With the exception of the light drizzle yesterday, this is the first time that it has rained in Sevilla in the four weeks that I have been here.  And today, it’s not just a few light raindrops here and there…it’s raining cats and dogs!  I have quite a few errands to run today, so maybe this rain isn’t the most convenient.  But, I guess I better get used to it:

On Tuesday night, a group of us went to un partido de fútbol (soccer game) at el estadio de Sevilla (Sevilla stadium).  It wasn’t an official game, but a charity game that benefited UNICEF.  I thought it would be just as competitive as a normal game, but it was more of a scrimmage.  However, it was so neat to see the stadium and experience the immense amount of energy amongst all of the fans.  I can’t even imagine how crazy the fans get during a real game.

The stadium.

Leigh, Laura, and Me

Finding our seats was an absolute nightmare.  Unlike sporting events in the United States, there are no event officials there to help you find your seat. So, I shamelessly asked many Spaniards how to navigate our way through the stadium to get to our seats.  Unfortunately, most of them were not too helpful with their directions (seems to be a common occurrence here).  Eventually, however, we did find open seats…whether they were our seats or not is questionable.   You could say our seats were “nosebleeds” as there was only one row of seats above us.  But, hey, there really isn’t a bad seat in the house!

The game was really fun and unlike the professional tennis match we went to the other week, I could actually follow what was going on!  Surprised?  Yea, me too!  The culture of sporting events in Spain is so much less commercialized in that there aren’t vendors running up and down the stands trying to  get you to buy way overpriced food and drinks.  We couldn’t believe that almost everyone whipped out bocadillos (sandwiches) to eat during half-time.  That kind of thing doesn’t happen in the U.S.

It’s Carly’s birthday on Sunday and since we are going to Granada this weekend with our study abroad group, nuestra familia (our family) is going to celebrate this afternoon after lunch.  Yesterday, our señora surprised us both with un regalito (small gift).  After dinner, she came into our room and handed us each a small package.  She gave us hand-painted fans, which was so sweet!  She then proceeded to dance around our room with them, showing us how to open them the way all the sevillanas do.

As she was leaving our room, she said, “I love you!”  She then asked Carly and I if she had said it correctly in English.  We burst out laughing and told her that, indeed she did!  We are SO lucky to have the best host mom here!  I guess I’m pretty used to having awesome mamas 😉

The past two weeks, I have been going from panadería to panadería (bakery to bakery) asking if they make any gluten-free tortas (cakes) as Carly is allergic to gluten.  After many failed attempts, I finally found a bakery where I was able to special order a gluten-free cake.  It’s about an hour walk from our apartment and given that it is pouring, I don’t know if biking is the best option for an accident-prone person, like me.  Whipping out the rain jacket and paraguas (umbrella) to enjoy a little rain 🙂

Besos (kisses),



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Sticky Situation with Sevici

So, I thought I’d provide everyone back in the United States with a little morning entertainment by sharing my eventful trek to class this morning.   As you know, I have been using the Sevici bike rental system to get around the city.  Although it is often useful, the “rent-a-bike” system can also be a GIANT pain in the behind.  Sometimes, it can be hard to come across a station that has bikes available to rent.  But, I have found that I also come across the opposite problem: not being able to find a station with an open space in which I can put my bike.  When this happens, you have to ride around the city and find another Sevici station where you can return your bike.

That was definitely the case this morning.  It takes me about 40 minutes to walk from my house to the building where I take my university classes.  Assuming no major Sevici obstacles, it takes me about 15 minutes to bike to class.  I start class at 10am on Tuesday, so I decided I would leave my apartment at 9:10 this morning.  Initially, I planned on “sevici-ing” there; giving me ample time to arrive early and buy a few school supplies.  Although, I had no problem finding a Sevici station near my apartment with bikes to rent, I could NOT find anywhere to return my bike upon arriving to school.  So, I started to re-trace my steps towards my house, assuming that I would soon come across a Sevici station with an open space.  I figured I could park it at the next closest Sevici station and then walk to school.  But, literally EVERY Sevici station I passed was filled.  I started to get nervous because not only was the 30-minute grace period coming to an end, but I was also getting farther away from the school with less time to get there.  I picked up my pace…and what happened? When crossing the street, my backpack (with my laptop in it) flew out of the bike basket into the middle of the street.  I clumsily parked my bike in the middle of the street crosswalk and picked up my things and put everything back in the bike’s basket.  The ONLY Sevici station that had an open bike space was conveniently (note my sarcasm) the one closest to my house from which I originally rented my bike.

I checked my bike back in and realized I only had 20 minutes to get to my class.  I thought about taking a taxi to class, but quickly nixed that idea because of a) morning traffic and b) I didn’t want to spend 7 euros on a cab ride.  So, I decided that I’d use my legs.  Looking like a COMPLETE idiot I started running to class with my backpack smacking me as I ran down la Avenida de Ramón y Cajal towards the university.  (Sound familiar? Yea, all too similar to my numerous embarrassing sprints through the airport.  At least my backpack didn’t open this time!).  I ended up arriving to class sweaty and out-of-breath with five minutes to spare.

Bad news? My snack bag busted open and thus, my snacks were crushed and no longer edible.

Silver lining? My computer didn’t break in the process of flying off of my bike! Hallelujah!

Hope everyone is having a good day 🙂

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Yesterday, I went to Ronda with Leigh and Elisabeth.  Definitely my favorite town we have been to thus far simply because the views were SPECTACULAR.  I’ll let the pictures do the telling:

Leigh and me

View of la puente nueva

Quaint streets

Classes at the University of Sevilla start today…eek!  Nervous and excited, but definitely anxious to start interacting with more Spanish and international students.

Hope you all had a great weekend!


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Toros y ovejas (Bulls and sheep)

On Friday, we went to the bullfight at la Plaza de Toros.  Bullfights are arguably one of the most controversial aspects of Spanish culture.  While some people argue that they are a traditional art form, others believe it to be cruel and inhumane.  In fact, two of the autonomous communities in Spain (Cataluña y las Islas Canarias) have created laws prohibiting the practice.  We talked about bullfights quite a bit in our language and culture class, but I did not know what to expect.  Although I really wasn’t all that excited to see bulls get taunted and then stabbed to death, I knew that I wanted to go to este espectáculo (this show) to truly experience the Spanish culture and form my own opinion on this controversial topic.  We went to the “amateur” show, so the matadores (bullfighters) were younger than us (18 or 19)!

When we entered the arena, horns and trumpets started playing and I immediately felt as though I was traveling back to a previous era in time.  Men dressed in brightly-colored and glittery costumes rode in on horses and everyone started cheering and clapping.  They didn’t waste any time because the first bull entered within only a couple minutes of the ceremony starting.  The bull was much bigger than I expected and from what I hear, they use younger bulls during the amateur bullfights.  So, I cannot even imagine how big the bulls were for the professional ones!

Before the bull came out.

Once a bull enters the arena, a handful of matadores in the arena begin to wave pink and yellow sheets of fabric around to aggravate the bull.  Once the bull is aggravated enough, each matador uses large pogo-like sticks to stab the bull.  Additionally, men on horses use even larger spears to stab the bull.  After this initial stabbing process is completed, only one matador is left in the arena to finish off the process.  After continued taunting with the traditional red fabric and sword, the matador is left to stab the bull between the eyes.  Once the bull falls to the ground, everyone stands and cheers.  Blinded horses are brought out to drag the dead bull around and out of the arena.  This process is then repeated six times.  Basically, it is absolutely horrendous.  After the fourth bull was killed, my friends and I left feeling like Debbie downers.  Although I’m glad that I went, I know I will never be going to a bullfight again.

On Saturday morning, a group of eight of us took a train to Sierra de la Cazalla for a hike.  When we got off the train, we were in the middle of absolutely nowhere.  The train station was conveniently located 5 km. from the town that we thought we were going to be dropped off in.  We talked with the train conductor for about 30 minutes tyring to get a handle on where we could start the hike that we had originally planned out.  Without any clue as to what we were doing, we started hiking next to about a million sheep that were being herded by a young sheepherder who was smoking weed.  This first part of our hike was really flat, but enjoyable.  We finished the loop in a little less than two hours, including our stop for a lunch break.

When we got back to our starting point, we decided we would have just enough time for a quick hike to the town of Cazalla de la Sierra.  This hike was much more difficult, but definitely more scenic and mountainous.  Okay, maybe mountainous is a little extreme; hilly is probably more accurate.  Once we got to Cazalla, literally the ENTIRE town was shut down for siesta.  We asked the one person we saw on the street where we could get a drink and at first, she told us that EVERYTHING was closed.  After we started walking away, she flagged us down and told us that the one hotel in the town may have a cafeteria where we could get something to eat or drink.  Fortunately it was open and we all got a glass of tinto de verano (red wine and fruit juice), which is just what we needed for the walk back!

Beginning of the hike.

So many sheep!

By the time we got back to the train station, we were all exhausted and ready to get home to Sevilla.  We probably hiked about eight and a half miles!  My butt is still feeling it this morning! It was nice to get out of the city, “connect with nature,” and do something that wasn’t super touristy for once!

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La Catedral de Sevilla

On Wednesday, we got a tour of the Cathedral of Sevilla.  Although I have passed the cathedral numerous times while wandering through the city, I never realized how big it was.  According to Fernando, our professor and personal tour guide, it is the largest cathedral in the world.  I immediately felt miniature and insignificant when I walked in because the ceilings are ridiculously high.  Although the first area we toured was constructed using a gothic style of architecture and dark colors, the light from outside streamed in through the beautiful stain glass windows located near the top of almost every wall.  It was so interesting to compare the parts of the cathedral that were constructed using a gothic style of architecture with the sections of the cathedral that were constructed during the Renaissance.  There was so much symbolism and bright colors in the art of the portions constructed during the Renaissance.

View from outside of the cathedral (Photo credit: Amelia Smith)

Inside of the cathedral (Photo credit: Amelia Smith)

A room of the cathedral constructed during the Renaissance. The light that streamed in from the top symbolizes the presence of God. (Photo credit: Amelia Smith)

Below is a photo of Christopher Columbus’ tomb, which is located in one of the main areas of the cathedral.  According to Fernando, three different cities claimed to have Christopher Columbus’ body.  In order to discover which city was telling the truth, the European Union funded a four year investigation.  Turns out, Sevilla did indeed have his body!  Three other Columbus family members also “reside” in the cathedral.

Christopher Columbus’ tomb. (Photo credit: Amelia Smith)

Our tour group in front of Christopher Columbus’ tomb.

After we finished our tour, we had the opportunity to walk to the top of la Giralda, or the large cathedral tower.  It probably wasn’t the best idea to wear a skirt because it was SO windy up there, so there was a little Marilyn Monroe action.  But, the views of the city were spectacular!

La hermosa Sevilla!

Group at the top of la Giralda.

One of the main highlights of my week has definitely been making Spanish-speaking friends.  The past two nights, I spent time with a group of three girls who are also studying abroad in Sevilla this semester.  Two of them, Agustina and Mari, are from Uruguay.  The other girl, Duña, is from Germany and speaks five languages!  It was SO much fun to just sit and talk in ALL Spanish without the option to talk in English.  Maggie, Elisabeth, and I are going to try to make them a traditional American breakfast next week in their apartment kitchen.  Should be fun!

Mari, Agustina, Duña, Me, Elisabeth, and Maggie (from left to right)

Agenda for the weekend:

  • La corrida de toros (bull fight) esta noche
  • Hiking in Cazalla de Sierra tomorrow
  • Ronda on Sunday (?)

Miss you all!

Un gran abrazo,


P.S. A little skype love 😉

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Flamenco: La Carbonería

On Monday, I went to La Carbonería with my friend, Maggie.  La Carbonería is a local, hole-in-the-wall bar that is known for its flamenco shows.  They have shows every night, but according to my señora, Mondays are the best nights to go.  Although I had been to La Carbonería two weeks prior, we arrived late and were not able to see very well given the large crowd that had already gathered.  But, on Monday, we got there right when the first show started and were able to get seats very close to the small stage.

It was so neat to experience such a key part of the Spanish culture first-hand, especially since we have been talking about flamenco and its origins in one of my classes.  For those of you that don’t know, flamenco is a combination of singing, dancing, and guitar playing.  So, there were three people on stage throughout both shows:

The emphasis of the first show was definitely on the dancing.  The woman was very talented and since we were so close to the stage, I really got to appreciate her fancy footwork.  I want to take a flamenco class while I’m here through the university (even though I know I will trip over my feet a million times given my clumsy tendencies).  The second show was almost all singing and although I couldn’t understand all of the lyrics, the emotion wrapped up in the song made the meaning relatively easy to grasp.  That’s what I love about flamenco: the emotion that is conveyed from the singer/dancer to the audience is so powerful.  Maggie and I were sitting next to a family from South America and we asked them occasionally what some of the words in the song were, but even these Spanish speakers admitted to not being able to understand the lyrics.

One of the couples that was sitting at  a table close to us left at the very beginning of the show and left all of their tapas, including their acetunas (olives).  I’ve grown quite fond of acetunas since I got here, so Maggie went over to their table and grabbed a few of them for us to eat.  When she brought them back, the family next to us asked us to bring the entire plate over so we could all dig in.  I guess I haven’t left my mooching habits behind in the states.  In fact, my señora calls me pajarito (little bird) because I always go into the kitchen for little mooches in between meals…no shame?

After the show, we walked through the city with a mother and daughter who were brought on stage as “guest” flamenco dancers”:

The daughter studied abroad in L.A. this summer, so she wanted to practice her English with us while we wanted to practice our Spanish. So, we talked in Spanish while she responded in English.  We were all too stubborn to talk in our first language 🙂

I took a video of one of the song/dances, but I can’t figure out how to upload it.  So, I will leave you with a youtube video of one of the songs we heard:

Happy Hump Day!

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Yesterday, about fifteen of us took a bus to Cádiz, a small city located on the Atlantic Ocean.  We spent most of the day walking around the city and exploring the area near the ocean.  It was absolutely beautiful there and the wind definitely made the heat much more tolerable.  Again, Cádiz has such personality that doesn’t exist in the cities in the U.S.  It is so interesting to compare the European cities I have visited so far with the cities and suburbs that are so familiar to me.  Whereas so many towns at home look exactly the same, there is so much unique detail and character in each city here.  Below are some pictures from our trip.  My favorites are the views of the city from the top of the cathedral tower:



Beautiful view from the top of the cathedral.

Tower of the cathedral.

View from the top of the cathedral tower.

Amelia, Leigh, and I at the top of the tower.


Of course, we found a froyo place and had to get some! 😉

On my run today, I realized how quickly the time is going here.  I’ve been so blessed with such amazing opportunities thus far.  But, it sometimes feels like I’m watching my life as though it is a movie since it is still surreal that I’m here.  I’m doing my best to soak up everything and really appreciate every moment in Sevilla, big or small.  I don’t want to take anything for granted.

Un beso,







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