I just finished my two week intensive class yesterday. Woop woop. I celebrated by spending some wonderful time outdoors in the 65 degree weather. Feel free to tener celos.
Most people were still wearing boots, pants, coats, but I went out in shorts, a South Alabama tee, and a pair of Aviators. I had a mission to accomplish and it wasn't to look like a Sevillana (though someday, maybe, I will achieve their haughty style).
My mission was simple:
Tomar sol (Sit in the sun)
Escribir muchas cartas (Write a lot of letters)
Here is a sort of menagerie of photos from my free day in Sevilla:
I sat near the river
I watched men fish and row on the river. (This photo is dedicated to my father, fisherman extraordinaire)
I watched Spanish teenagers par-kour on the various obstacles surrounding the river.
I wrote letters to these people. All of whom I miss tremendously.
Although I miss so many things about America and many people there as well, today was grand. It's not over, though. Right now, Consuelo is taking a siesta. We just finished having lunch. I've got to be off to a cafetería to meet some friends. We're planning a trip to Germany. Can anyone say Lutherstadt Wittenberg? I can't wait. It's pretty Catholic in Spain.