On a last-minute plan to break out of our work-study routine, D-Man and I decided to whisk ourselves away for a few days en Sevilla.
We reserved a cozy attic apartment in the city, tossed clean clothes in our suitcase, dropped the pup off with my suegra and high-tailed it out of provincial life.
Two hours later we were stretching our legs and soaking in the sights of one of my favorite cities. Sevilla never ceases to make me love it with its tiny cobble-stoned streets, lazing river, gorgeous architecture and great memories. It’s in this enchanting city that my entire Spanish experience began over three years ago, and where I finally found myself fulfilling my dreams of living abroad.
Enthusiastic about our fresh change of scenery, D-Man and I headed for el río Guadalquivir and spent an hour basking in the winter sun and fiddling with our new camera before deciding we were hungry enough to cross the bridge over to Triana, where we settled for
Cruzcampos and tapas.
tipsiness drowsiness called for a proper siesta, and like the good Spaniards that we are, we managed to toddle back across the bridge toward our comfy piso ático for some R&R. On the way there, we couldn’t help but revel in our new surroundings and the unexpected lightness that came with it. Ahh, city love!
When we awoke, this gorgeous view of La Giralda and the Cathedral was sitting just outside our terrace. How can you resist walking out into such a beautiful night? We didn’t, and blatantly made it our duty to roam the city in search of sights, street musicians and quaint tapa bars til the wee hours of morning. Ahh, Sevilla, you have stolen my heart yet again!