I’m one of those who’d rather reach the airport early than late. For Seville airport on a Sunday morning, that seemed like a bad idea. We got there with more than two hours to spare and we had nothing to do.
Every place I go to in Spain, I seem to fall a little bit more in love with this country. Seville was full of life; bringing together beautiful buildings with even more beautiful people, always talking and happy. 679 more words