ahh, the sweet sounds of a spanish discoteca jam. i’ll miss hearing stuff like this on the regular.
so here’s the skinny, friends: i leave for america in 8 hours — the taxi comes in 6. i go from sevilla to madrid to miami to rdu with about 12 hours total in travel time (not including layovers). what do i feel? well, i feel a lot of things. i’m really looking forward to sitting in some air conditioning and sipping on some sweet tea. despite this, i know i’m going to miss nights at the torre del oro and walking by the river listening to frank sinatra. i’m excited about seeing my family, but i know i’ll miss the people with whom i have spent so much time with these last six or so weeks.
final thoughts? all in all, it’s a bittersweet experience, but i can’t tell you how excited i am to see my dad in the airport, double fisting sweet tea for me.