It was love at first sight, a whirlwind adventure. It was long walks along the beach and late night churro dates. It was running carefree through castles and jet-setting every weekend. It was the experience of a lifetime, it was my semester abroad.

It was love at first sight, a whirlwind adventure. It was long walks along the beach and late night churro dates. It was running carefree through castles and jet-setting every weekend. It was the experience of a lifetime, it was my semester abroad.
Today I packed up my room. Today I walked down Calle San Anton and Recogidas and Puentezuelas for the last time. Today I said goodbye to the city that’s become my home.
I’ve been reflecting back on how much of a whirlwind this semester really was. I’ve seen so much, I’ve done so much, and most importantly, I’ve learned so much. I’ve learned so much about myself and who I want to be and how I can handle situations on my own and in foreign countries and without being able to speak the native language, and those are skills you can only acquire by traveling for an extended period of time.
That being said, I want to share these things I’ve learned with people who are not only going to study in Granada, but visit Granada in general. I think these are all some pretty good tips for someone planning on visiting the city that was voted the most beautiful in Spain (according to an ambiguous Facebook source, of course).
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SOS. I have 3 weeks left in Granada. THREE WEEKS. Where did the time go? I swear I just got on the plane to come here like, yesterday? And now December is right around the corner, the semester is almost over, and somehow, I am coming to the end of this study abroad adventure.
Want to hear about the most amazing 5 hours of my life? It starts with a rickety caravan, makes its way to a giant cavernous amphitheater, and ends with a pack of monkeys jumping from tree to tree, over our vans, trying to open the car doors because they could smell our food.
And it.
Was.
Awesome.
Córdoba is one of those cities that is absolutely bathed in history, from the walkways to the buildings to the bridges to the view of the city, you can feel just how old Córdoba is. Any Game of Thrones enthusiasts will like the fact that there are some scenes of the show filmed here, and any history enthusiast will appreciate the fact that the whole city of Córdoba is actually a UNESCO world heritage site, preserving it’s historical value.
It feels like my time in Spain is flying by. I can’t believe it’s already October, I’ve already been here a month, I’ve already visited so many places, and I know I still have so much time left, but it’s going to go by so quickly.
I started school this week so it’s been a lot with adjusting to a new schedule, traveling on the weekends, and of course, getting sick. As I sit in the hotel room in Seville recovering from a sinus/ ear infection, I’m reflecting back on last weekend’s trip to Toledo and Madrid (post to come). It’s such a whirlwind of places and sights and cathedrals and museums and buses… It can be hard to keep up sometimes.
That being said, here’s a little bit of our brief visit to Toledo.
Last week marked the end of my intensive Spanish program and also the completion of my first month living Spain!
This week I’ve compiled a list of 7 things that have made me happy or brought me joy in some way-
This week was hard, I’m not even going to lie. Granada is as beautiful as ever, I’m learning more and more every day, but that doesn’t mean every day is going to be the best day ever.
Up until this week, I hadn’t really spent a lot of time pining over home or missing anything in particular. But, while we all have bad days and bad weeks, the best way to get over it is to create a positive mindset.
In all honesty, I am still in my funk and I hope writing this gets me out of it, but I’ll let you know!
On Sundays in Granada, nearly everything shuts down. It’s the day off for small shop owners, and there’s a law dictating that big businesses close as well to preserve the small shop industry within the city. That left us with a day off, no plans, and not a lot of options.
Sitting around felt like a waste of a day when I think about the fact that I fly home in 97 days, so my friends and I decided to spend our afternoon walking through the Albaicín, the old Moorish district in Granada. And boy, am I glad we did.
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