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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4 hikes. 5 towns. 8 people. 1 weekend.
This is the story of when we hiked Cinque Terre.
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Back in the U.S., families everywhere are preparing for Thanksgiving and family gatherings and stuffing themselves full… And I’m across the world (not a bad deal). Tomorrow, instead of sitting around the dinner table with my family, I’ll be heading to the airport, off on my next great adventure. I’ve got so much to be thankful for, as it seems like the last 3 months have been a dream.
This time next month, I will be home sweet home, back with my family for Christmas, and as I’ve spent the last couple weeks holed up in my room (doing the STUDYING part of study abroad) I find myself getting more and more excited.
That being said, I still have a whole month left in Europe, and so much of this semester still to reflect on, so this year I’m saying I’m thankful for opportunity- the opportunity to study in Spain, the opportunity to travel in Europe, the opportunity to meet so many amazing people and do so many amazing things.
To end this post, I wanted to share some pictures from a trip I took with Maddie to Úbeza and Baeza, Renaissance cities located in the province of Jaen, right next to Granada. As I said, this semester has been an amazing opportunity for me to explore and to grow, and for that I am so thankful. Even if midterms may have been getting me down and taking more of my time than I’d like, hey, they’re midterms in Spain, and my life is still pretty dang good.
Until next time,
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.
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You can’t spend a semester in Andalucía without visiting the capital of Sevilla, which luckily we got to do with our program! So a few weeks back, I got to spend a weekend in Sevilla and get a brief look at all the highlights of this Andalusian capital.
I’m so lucky to live in Spain, I think of that every single day. Every single city I go to is amazing, from Barcelona to Granada and everywhere in between, I can’t believe I’m over halfway done with my semester.
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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.
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When I was told we were going on a bike tour through Madrid’s city center, my thought was “lol… no…” Riding a bike through the capital of Spain in the middle of the day seemed like a death wish for someone who hasn’t ridden a bike in 6 years.
Until I found out it was National Cycling Day in Spain.
Which meant that there were no cars allowed to drive through city center.
Major. Game. Changer.
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