I'm writing this post from my bed as I look at my empty closet, and I couldn't be more sad. I was in Sevilla for three and a half weeks which was the perfect amount of time for me to fall in love with the city and the people I met. It's also the perfect amount of time for me to wish I had a week or two longer. These past three weeks flew by just like I knew they would, but that doesn't make saying goodbye any easier ((sorry this is so sappy)). Sevilla is the first city I've been to outside of the US and I've learned so much while I've been here. My Spanish has improved tremendously, I grew close with my host mom and sister, and I became friends with local Sevillanos. I tried snails (thanks Rafa), I stayed out until 4:30 in the morning, and I walked at least 3 miles every day. I swam in the Mediterranean, I met people from all over the world, and I found my way in a foreign city .I had the time of my life.
I know tomorrow will be hard saying goodbye to the family that so generously took me in, taught me about the culture of Sevilla and Spain, and helped me improve my Spanish speaking skills. Tonight will be the last hurrah as we revisit our favorite places and where some of my favorite memories are. I can't wait to see my parents tomorrow (fingers crossed as their first flight is delayed), but no guarantees I won't tear up as I say goodbye to Sevilla. I can promise you though that I will be back to visit this beautiful city and the people that helped make this experience great.
It's not goodbye, it's see you later. No es un adiós, es un hasta luego.
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