Last night, while on a six-hour bus ride from Madrid back to Sevilla, Lauren and I contemplated our trip to Budapest and Prague – the strange people, the beautiful cityscapes, the hordes of traditional Easter food we devoured. But, as the sun was setting over some stones ruins in the olive tree-dotted hills of Jaen, I felt home.
I love to travel, but am starting to love coming home to Sevilla more.
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