my final Sevilla video:

"un día en la vida"

or

"a day in the life"

…starring yours truly. giggle & enjoy, por favor.

I fear the end is near.

It feels like orientation was just last week, and at the same time, my first European excursions seem like centuries ago.

It’s hard to comprehend the fact that this Sevillano chapter is coming to a close in less than 100 hours, so I keep talking about it to make it seem real. The food I’ve eaten, the people I’ve met, the places I’ve been, the life I’ve lived… Surely it can’t be time to go.

I’ve grown close to much of the staff at school, and I’ve been trying my best to soak up every last minute with them this week before, between, and after my classes/final exams. These people who have guided me this semester in Sevilla are people to whom I will forever be indebted for their patience, kindness, and ability to light up my life every single day.

"Just come back," they say. I know that I can and will when the time comes, but golly, tomorrow wouldn’t be soon enough.

I physically ache thinking of spending time away from these gems who’ve shaped my mind and heart beyond comprehension the past 4+ months, and I sometimes worry about being another forgotten American student who came and left, as most seem to be and do. Fingers crossed that absence makes the heart grow fonder.

To put all these feelings into perspective:

Leaving Sevilla this weekend feels like breaking up with your one great love simply because you’re moving 5,000 miles away and don’t know when you’ll meet again.

Sevilla: mi primer amor

Nos vemos,

Chelsea

optimistic abuelas

  • I sent out another "abroad update" e-mail to my family, and my grandmothers were the two responders. It's almost like they wrote their e-mails together (one's in Delaware, and one's in Florida; they definitely didn't). Check out these excerpts of cuteness.
  • Grandma: I know you will miss it all and your new friends, but who knows what the future holds...
  • Grandmom: Well, you will have some great memories and there is always a future dream to return to see old friends, right?
  • I love my fam, and I especially adore my grandparents.

IRELAND

IRELAND

(March 27 - 30)

Never again will I go a day without craving this place. The people, the colors, the countryside, the cider… The list of things that make this country wonderful is never-ending, and I can’t wait to return someday.

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Since I was on my Spring Break and coming from London, I met up with some friends who are also studying in Sevilla. Another short Ryan Air flight later, we arrived in the surprisingly snowiest of lands I’ve seen all year — Dublin!

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DRINK: Guinness Factory

After getting settled into our apartment for the weekend and grabbing some divine Irish grub, we made our way to the Guinness Storehouse for the typical traveler’s tour. Mmmm… My goodness, my Guinness! I think it’d probably be some kind of sin to drink it outside Ireland now, but golly, what a treat to be greeted with. We enjoyed one or eight over the next few days.

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It’s also important for me to note here that I thoroughly enjoyed the cider in Ireland and will instantly think of this heavenly place anytime I sip something similar. Here’s a photo of my sweet friend Vilmaris and me enjoying some of our favorites:

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FOOD: Al’s Stage Door Café

The next morning, as we were wandering around looking for the breakfast place that felt right, we ran into a man who we asked for a recommendation. In typical Irish fashion, he walked us a few minutes down the road to physically show us this spot called the Stage Door Café. The coffee, the Irish breakfast, and the staff were all fantastic, and we befriended one of the co-owners who was beyond fabulous and helped add to Ireland’s charm. En serio, you won’t find a better Irish breakfast in town. We saw many, and none compared — it was out of this world. 

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All of our food over the weekend was incredible, though, and it tasted like a different kind of home. So much warm, filling, tasty plates… Be right back, drooling at the thought of it.

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Cliffs of Moher

On our last day, we went with a tour group to Galway and the Cliffs of Moher. I’d completely lose my way with words if I tried to explain these views and my feelings for this place, but it was absolutely awe-inspiring. I’ve never seen anything like it… I think I was so intensely mesmerized because it’s just land and rock and sea and sky and 100% natural. It’s not some enormous man-made monument. Pictures, as always, don’t do it any justice, but they say a lot more than I can.

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I might venture to say that Ireland is my favorite place I’ve visited in Europe (besides my beloved Sevilla)… Everyone was so warm and kind to us, everything we ate and drank was irresistibly delicious, and the feeling of each city is mostly indescribable, but one word comes to mind… “hogar.”

(I posted a video of my time here a few weeks ago, but in case you missed it, click here to check it out.)

Ojalá que yo vuelva muy pronto,

Chelsea

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