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España


Travelling through Spain has been a fantastic adventure! 

Firstly, staying in peoples apartments (airbnb.com) and in hostels (hostelworld.com) in 4 different cities has been a really interesting experience. 
Secondly, travelling with all my luggage by metro, taxi, bus and train from one city to another has been painful at times, but well worth it in the end.

Here is a quick look at my thoughts on each city visited in the last week or so.

1-    Barcelona
Barcelona was pretty much exactly what I expected it to be: a large touristy city with lots of things to see and do. While touring in the day, I had the opportunity to enjoy the beach and to see numerous architectural treasures; one being the famous Segrada Familia. In the evening, I got to enjoy wonderful tapas (basically like appetizers) and a great stroll down La Rambla (a long street with little market stands and many restaurants).


2-    Madrid
Madrid was a very vibrant city at night; busy, noisy, and maybe even a little chaotic. However, the large cathedral, the Royal Palace and the large Retiro Park are all wonderful assets to the city.


3-    Granada
Granada is a city that truly surprised me. From the cobble stone roads and the Arabic shops all the way to the oh so popular Alhambra, this old town took my breath away.



4-    Seville
Seville was not the most exciting city in my opinion; especially not during the month of August when it’s very hot. Even so, there were a few interesting sights to see, some good food to eat and a unique flamenco show to watch.




So, this marks the end of my time in Spain. Hasta luego España!

Next stop: Portugal! 

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