The Spanish Extravaganza

First travel week--done! It flew by so fast it's hard to believe I'm already planning for my next travel break. Overall, a part of me wishes I had studied in Spain. I loved it so much. Every person I met had their own story and smile, every city had a completely unique culture and history. The overall energy was so vibrant and positive, not that Paderno del Grappa isn't, but it's so much more low key and extremely small. I have to admit, being back and walking into my single room only to collapse on my bed in utter silence was a blessing in itself. Travelling with girls is one thing, travelling with eight is a whole other story. I have a newfound respect for showering whenever I feel like it and using a mirror without being elbowed by 3 other people. Barcelona was much bigger than I expected and I had so much fun going out at night, visiting the Gaudi church and park, and going to the Picasso museum. Every minute was action packed. Seville I felt the greatest connection with, it reminded me a lot of Venice based on its size and architecture. We were able to go on a guided tour, visit the alcazar, journey to a Flamenco wherehouse and spend time at our first Spanish club with some people we met at the hostel. Granada was very wet and foggy, but well worth our time, if only for one night. We spent a lot of time in the Moroccan shops where I bought a tapestry and star light. Our hostel took us on a tapas bar crawl where my friend and I met more locals and bonded with their adorable pooch, Carnello. Our final day we explored the majority of the Alhambra, all the while hiding from the pouring rain. The journey back was long and tedious but I wouldn't trade my first time in Spain for anything.