At my age it can be hard to see the big picture. Hard to grasp how quickly time passes. At 20 I’m relatively young, yet for the first time, I also feel old. Tonight is my last night in Sevilla and its taken this moment for me to realize how much I’m going to miss the town. I often don’t realize how good something is until its gone, or changing. The study abroad program has not been easy. I have struggled, I almost quit, and I have not always been thankful for the gifts and opportunities I have been given. My roommate and I went to a big festival in Triana today which turned out to be a perfect way to end our part of the trip. We laughed, drank tinto, and experienced the culture of Sevilla. One of my favorite things about Sevilla is the diverse crowd of people. At 1 am there were young kids and babies as well as grand parents, parents, teenagers, and college students.
Tomorrow I have a long day of traveling. A train to Jaen, a bus to Cazorla, and a night spent in Cazorla. Sunday I have 9miles to walk or hitch hike, then a 4 hour walk to the middle of la Sierra de Cazorla to the organic farm I’m working on. I’m nervous for my first true trip alone, yet all I can do now is wait and see.