ready to go home [sevilla, spain]

Got up in the morning (tough, once again) and packed to leave the hotel. After breakfast we all loaded up into the bus for - you guessed it - another tour. It was really boring on the bus but not as bad as when they made us get on and off of it three times during the morning.

First we stopped by a church that was conducting mass and it was very inappropriate that we were there. I don't even remember what it looked like. It was freezing cold outside, I do remember that. Our next stop was a leisurely walk through a park that would have been beautiful in warmer weather and at a later point in the day. I'm sad I wasn't able to fully appreciate it. Lastly we went to Plaza de Espana. It had warmed up a little by then and I was a little more awake, so that was a better experience than the rest. It's basically a big building with little "shrines" to all the cities in Spain along the base of it. It was a really nice building and for some reason reminded me a lot of Vienna - just based on size mostly. Its "grandeur" was a little unexpected in the middle of Sevilla.

We finally got back to the bus and headed to the airport at about 2pm for our 3:30pm flight. We had another stop-over in Mallorca, which was three hours long. Just what we wanted. On a positive note, I got to have some good conversations with girls I hadn't really gotten to know during the trip, so that was nice. We finally got on our second plane, in which I had a minor panic attack for no reason in particular, and then arrived in Barcelona around 10pm. Long day for travel, I'd say. But it was the first time Barcelona really felt like home.