how is it already time to go home??

Okay, so I finally have reliable wifi and an American outlet to plug into! I’m currently sitting on the plane from Amsterdam to Atlanta. It’s almost a 10-hour flight and a little bit miserable to sit for this long. But Delta has some good movies to pick from and I napped from Barcelona to Amsterdam (a little over 2 hours) and for the first part of this flight until lunch was served. Right now I’m watching the movie “Max” and it’s already made me cry a few times. It hits a little too close to home, but it’s really good so far. The Malnois ”actor”in the movie is just dead gorgeous. I’ve also watched “The Dead Poet’s Society”, "When Harry Met Sally", and “Home”; so definitely getting my mix of genres.

Yesterday was our last day in Barcelona and it was the prettiest day we had yet. It felt perfect in the sun. Then once the sun went down it was just a little bit freezing. We started off the day by some people doing a polar plunge into the Mediterranean. I thought they were going earlier, so unfortunately I had already showered and didn’t have my bathing suit on. None the less, it was a beautiful day to be at the beach. After that we went back up through La Rambla where there were a lot of little artisan tents set up. Since it was the weekend, they set up more than normal. I stopped and bought a few people presents on the way to the metro. We then all met up for a nice last group lunch. After that we explored up to  Parc Guell which is where a lot of the famous work by Gaudi is. It was pretty cool to see all the mosaic work and also the view from the top that overlooks Barcelona all the way out to the sea. After that we made the trek back home and I started the game of tetris with all my belongings packing into two suitcases. Good news, I did it. And stayed under the weight limit. I also may have almost missed the bus this morning, but we aren’t going to talk about that…

I also realized that I didn't write about Sevilla AT ALL. Probably because I was having too much fun down in Andalucia. It's in the same provincial area that Ubeda is; however, unfortunately, still about 2 1/2 hours away. I'll write about that later... maybe during our 7 hour layover in Atlanta (yes, 7 hours). 

This trip was tons of fun and it was a way different experience than living with a host family in one town as a student. Those days will always be treasured to me; but it was great to see so much more of the country and how different the regions are. I can’t wait for more trips and to see so much more. Not just of Spain, but also of the world. It’s so refreshing to be reminded how beautiful God’s creation is, and what has been made of it. To be reminded how the world is so big, and you are so small. Your problems melt away for a little bit while you are completely immersed and focused on something new. Wanderlust is very real, people.