From the Skyscrapers of Chicago to the Olive Groves of Southern Spain
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.
About Cat GaaAs a beef-loving Chicago girl living amongst pigs, bullfighters, and a whole lotta canis, Cat Gaa writes about expat life in Seville, Spain. When not cavorting with adorable Spanish grandpas or struggling with Spanish prepositions, she works in higher education at an American university in Madrid and freelances with other publications, like Rough Guides and The Spain Scoop.
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