Sevilla & Me: A Floridian’s Tale

It has been two weeks since I landed in the beautiful city of Seville. As soon as I landed and was looking for a taxi outside, it slowly settled in that I was in Spain without any parental supervision. When I arrived at my host home, I was greeted with a warm European welcome of hugs and kisses. As I started to have a conversation with my host mom, I realized she didn’t speak any English, and a part of me panicked. In that moment, I knew I was going to learn Spanish one way or another.