My parents visited Spain last week, visiting Madrid and Barcelona before they came to Sevilla, where their darling daughter is, for 4 nights. (My mom told me that I was just an excuse for them to come to Spain, but I think-hope they just really missed my amazing self.) It was really awesome to see them (and stay with them in a sweet apartment right next to the cathedral!!). It was really nice because the first night they were here, we had a Passover sedar at the apartment of the American family living here, who I know because they are family friends with my California cousins. There are basically/literally no Jews in Sevilla (my senora actually asked me: Why are you Jewish?), so it was really special to be able to celebrate a Jewish holiday here. We also discovered this delicious Cuban restaurant called Habanita and we ended up eating there TWICE. And, of course, I made sure that they got to see my favorite sites in Sevilla: the cathedral, the alcazar, the river, and Parque Maria Luisa. I miss them already!!!! One of the days they were visiting, we took a trip (with Norah too) to "los Pueblos Blancos" near-ish to Sevilla:








A few weekends ago, I went on a free school trip to Granada with Norah, Alicia, and a bunch of other cool kids from Sevilla. Granada was awesome, and I especially loved seeing Ce, our friend from Ithaca who is studying there. He is so friendly, so he basically knows everyone in the city of Granada, so he took us to the best places. We went to an arabic tetaria, where we had the best tea in a really awesome atmosphere. We also ate shwarmas (I had falafal with veggies and goat cheese) that were quite literally to die for.. (If you didn't know already, traveling around Europe has made me more obsessed with food than ever, if that is even possible.) Of course, we also saw the famous sites of the cathedral (where a ton of Spanish royalty are buried) and the Alhambra on the hill. Here are some pictures:
















And, by the way, the graffiti with the orange face says "I am looking for the path to continue my dreams" and the graffiti with the black writing says "I am not the woman of your life because I am the woman of my own." They had so much cool graffiti art in Granada!
Now I'm off to Lagos, Portugal for a weekend at the beach!
Besos!