When I arrived in Seville, the only word that came to mind was surreal.
I took a bus from the Seville airport to the center of the city. It was over 95 degrees Fahrenheit and sunny. I had to walk from the bus stop to my hotel--it was about a 25 minute walk (which is pretty long when you are wearing jeans and carrying two large suitcases behind you). Everyone knew that I was clearly a crazy American student. But when I finally made it to my hotel, it was well worth the pain.
The view from the pool of my hotel:
I then proceeded to take my siesta lying in the sun by the pool on a rooftop of Seville. Perfecto.
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