A moment to pause
I am so glad for this moment! It has been nonstop since I left Edinburgh March 24. My cousin and my sister packed me up at the train station and dropped my sister and me off in the middle of the city. We did the man sites, Buckingham Palace, Westminster Abby, Perlman and Big Ben. Now, after living in Edinburgh, I've become pretty fond of walking. After the day of sate seeing my sister and I decided we would walk from Trafalgar square over to the London bridge (the 3 pound one way metro ticket also encouraged us to walk). I'm not great with distances but it was probably another 45-50 minutes later before we approached the bridge. When we finally got there I thought "that wasn't so bad" but dared not say that to my sister.
It was such an adventure getting home. We got on buses and off buses and finally around 10pm landed at my cousin’s flat. My sister and I did some laundry, ate dinner, figured out directions to the hostel in Seville and by time we were settled it was 3 AM due to the time change. So we only got a nap that night for we had to be out of the house at 4AM to make it to Stansted for our 7AM flight to Seville.
I've been to Spain twice in the past-- Madrid last summer to visit my friend, and Madrid and Barcelona earlier this semester. I love Spain. The buildings are brightly colored and there are so many beautiful gardens and parks. The atmosphere is so romantic. And Seville was no different. Our first adventure was getting some euros in our hands. The only ATM in the airport was out of service and my sister and I didn’t want to pay the exchange fees to get our pounds converted. Luckily we found another traveler who was staying at our hostel. We agreed to take a cab to an ATM and then to our hostel and split the cost. I learned from that never to arrive in a country without their currency. We went to 2 ATMS with the cab driver before we found one that worked! But it was such a relief when I could say, "I have Euros!!"
My absolute favorite place in Seville as a palace called Alcazar. Words like "beautiful", "unbelievable", and "amazing" do not even convey how spectacular this place as. It closed at 4pm and when my sister and left I asked, "Do you feel like you could just go home now and it would have been an amazing trip?" and she nodded "yup". The place was amazing.We bumped into Julie that day or the next day (can't remember). We went to this beautiful place called Plaza de Espana. Again, words cannot describe. I could just stay there for hours and have wonderful time, it was that pretty. So Julie and I walked so much that day and were like old lades walking back to our hostel.
My sister and I spent the last day in Seville doing some shopping. Our plane was scheduled to leave Seville at 21:25 but ended up being an hour delayed. When we arrived in London after midnight, we had 15 minutes to catch the last bus back to London. And then it was another adventure hopping on and off night buses to get to our cousins flat again. It was 3 in the morning when we finally arrived.While at Stansted my sister said, "Its too bad I couldn't fly back to D.C. from here because I would just spend the night at the airport." I definitely felt the same way. The next night I repeated the same journey back to Stansted. This time I was on my way to Berlin.
It was such an adventure getting home. We got on buses and off buses and finally around 10pm landed at my cousin’s flat. My sister and I did some laundry, ate dinner, figured out directions to the hostel in Seville and by time we were settled it was 3 AM due to the time change. So we only got a nap that night for we had to be out of the house at 4AM to make it to Stansted for our 7AM flight to Seville.
I've been to Spain twice in the past-- Madrid last summer to visit my friend, and Madrid and Barcelona earlier this semester. I love Spain. The buildings are brightly colored and there are so many beautiful gardens and parks. The atmosphere is so romantic. And Seville was no different. Our first adventure was getting some euros in our hands. The only ATM in the airport was out of service and my sister and I didn’t want to pay the exchange fees to get our pounds converted. Luckily we found another traveler who was staying at our hostel. We agreed to take a cab to an ATM and then to our hostel and split the cost. I learned from that never to arrive in a country without their currency. We went to 2 ATMS with the cab driver before we found one that worked! But it was such a relief when I could say, "I have Euros!!"
My absolute favorite place in Seville as a palace called Alcazar. Words like "beautiful", "unbelievable", and "amazing" do not even convey how spectacular this place as. It closed at 4pm and when my sister and left I asked, "Do you feel like you could just go home now and it would have been an amazing trip?" and she nodded "yup". The place was amazing.We bumped into Julie that day or the next day (can't remember). We went to this beautiful place called Plaza de Espana. Again, words cannot describe. I could just stay there for hours and have wonderful time, it was that pretty. So Julie and I walked so much that day and were like old lades walking back to our hostel.
My sister and I spent the last day in Seville doing some shopping. Our plane was scheduled to leave Seville at 21:25 but ended up being an hour delayed. When we arrived in London after midnight, we had 15 minutes to catch the last bus back to London. And then it was another adventure hopping on and off night buses to get to our cousins flat again. It was 3 in the morning when we finally arrived.While at Stansted my sister said, "Its too bad I couldn't fly back to D.C. from here because I would just spend the night at the airport." I definitely felt the same way. The next night I repeated the same journey back to Stansted. This time I was on my way to Berlin.
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