Right now, I am typing this post from a hotel room in Madrid, which means that sadly, I have officially left Sevilla.
I still can’t believe it’s all over. The past 10 months that I’ve spent in Spain and beyond have been unbelievable – seriously, I can’t believe how much I’ve done. I have seen 18 countries over 3 continents. I’ve spent Christmas in Paris, New Years in Rome, celebrated Carnaval in Cádiz and St. Patrick’s Day in Dublin. I’ve had a snowball fight in Slovakia, cruised the Greek isles, rode a camel in Morocco and partied until the sun rose.
But the experiences I’ve had would have been nothing without the people that I met along the way. Americans, Canadians, Spaniards, Italians, Frenchies, Belgians, Germans, Brits, Aussies and more have become close friends of mine and I have shared an infinite amount of amazing memories with them. Also, thanks to my friends, I can now say that I am trilingual (English, French, Spanish) since I often spoke all three languages in a given day.
And Sevilla, ohh Sevilla how I love you. I may be biased because I lived there, but out of all of the places I’ve been to since September, Sevilla is my favourite. It’s beautiful, the people have an incredible energy to them, the food is delicious and there’s always a good time to be had. It’s so fitting that the city’s motto is NO8DO, which is a clever abbreviation to the Spanish phrase “no me ha dejado,” meaning “it [Sevilla] has not left me”. As corny as it sounds, Sevilla will always be a part of me and I will always remember the time I spent there.
154 blog posts later, this concludes the chronicle of the time of my life. Can life get any better from this point?