Hola

One day left in the states. Goodbye to Portillos, Franzia's sunset blush, Forever 21, and Clinton Street. I’m trading you in for tapas bars, sangria, Zara, and Andalucía.  I’m returning to the land of my ancestors and leaving good old University of Iowa behind, land of corn, to go study in Spain, land of bullfights and flamenco dancing. No offense to you Iowa, I’ve enjoyed your tailgating and abundance of bars, but your harsh cold winters and your Twenty One ordinance is not as appealing to me as it used to be. So here’s my blog about my adventures in Sevilla, and if I’m lucky, many other places in Europe. But first, a little blast from the past of pictures of my family and I in Southern Spain nine years ago.  

Mis hermanas y yo en Alhambra
(Do not make fun of my hair)

At the family jewelry store..... hah I wish

En Costa del Sol wearing my favorite shirt at the time

En Sevilla