When I left Séville this morning, the oranges were being pruned off the trees as the temperature climbed up to 60 degrees. I took my coffee (because in Europe coffee is taken, not “had” or “drank”) along the river on the edge of Triana, with a line of yellow, red, and coral buildings being slightly blocked by more orange trees.
I have SO MUCH to share about my trip and can’t wait to tell you all about it – but my suitcases are calling my name once again and I have to go print off my next boarding pass. Ciao for now! ♦
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