Andalucia
Cordoba. Sevilla. Granada.
Chapter 2.
Every weekend we took trips, which meant we only had school for 3 days a week. No complaints there.
South of Spain had so much character and historical buildings. Also, the olive oil was unbelievable.
As for style: I have accepted the MCHammer type pants, but there's no way I'm rockin the really baggy ones.

Passing by an old lady.
The blue was so vibrant.
Yes. I'm sporting MCHammer pants.
I felt like Aladin. It was refreshing.

Magnum ice cream.
Unbelievable. I miss it everyday.

This small church had so much character.

Plaza de España.
My dress seemed to match the architecture.

Astonishing.

Cathedral of Sevilla.

Beach of Mazagón.

Donuts weren't popular.

Croquetas! Yummm

Alhambra.
Long dress seemed fitting to the unbelievable architecture.




This dude had a mullet.
Oh and the tiles and walls were breathtaking.

Just like the Taj Mahal.


Flamenco show at the cave.
Sangria they served was the best I've ever had.

Alhambra at night.
I could still feel my heart stopping at this beauty.






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