reasons why i love sevilla.
the smell of naranjos. the hour commute each morning to upo. manoli being my alarm clock in the morning ‘desayuno?!?’ the guadalquivir. 62cents vino from dia. tostada galletas and stealing them in a plastic bag each morning. intermedio class with penelope and how people speak in english. walking to school with ali in the mornings. calle betis. how amir is a hater. ana claudio. el ambiente de Sevilla. the triana bridge. holiday in spain. how everyone is always running out of saldo. “Hola lola! Corre corre corre!” the boys and their absinthe. getting antibiotics from the pharmacy without a prescription. UPO bus treintayseis. getting acietunas from the mercadillo on Sunday mornings. parque maria luisa. En serio?!? De verdad?!? Si!?! how Merillat eats 6 apples a day. cruzcampo. how amir hates sweating. being one of manoli’s ninas. big ben. making history the first day the metro opened. friday morning breakfasts with maryalice. plaza de espana. how my saldo never doubled. café de indias. tinto de verano. how we are always late to carboneria on monday nights. how we are always running to get alcohol from the market before 10pm. el mercado de triana. hanging out at amir’s apartment. going to boss on wednesdays. spending time in the downstairs of mama t’s. talking to Antonio about futbol. robotica mojitos. dinner at 9pm. brian’s obsession with schwarmas. buying strawberries by the kilo at the gypsy market. amir being a picture hater. café con leche. manoli’s cooking. Sabor a Chocolate. giving people a toke because i ran out of saldo. being on djamer’s guestlist and being able to cut the entire line at discotecas. paella from rio grande. andalucía. how triana is the best barrio in all of Sevilla. mal pal/val pal. learning to dance the sevillana. never getting my sevici. reading/doing homework in puerta jerez. our 30day bonobus passes. laying by the river. getting kitkats at al campo. how mal is always losing her phone. and her credit card. ali and i chugging a cup of café con leche outside of longisland. how fc Sevilla is better than betis. ron miel. peanut butter from corte ingles. manoli asking me “cuantos vestidos tienes??” bottelon-ing in plaza san salvador. semana santa. staying up on la madrugada. oh, and how we almost got trampled that night too. luke moriarty and how daniela thinks his music is gay. “cuando queries comer.” parque de los principes. the trambia. the way ali says “him.” listening to Manoli sing. how apparently “the sun is good for your clothes.” giralda – pronounced hiralda. illegally feeding the fish at real alcazar. taking a siesta, daily. trying to explain the carpool lane and my hippie family to clara. "studying” with djamer… because he’s always focused. mer, christine, and i being the monday/wednesday crew. pedal boats. "hombre.. claro!” bonding time with mal on the bus on tuesday thursdays. how Antonio calls everyday during lunch. colonealous for tapas. listening to amir sing and play the guitar. buddha on thursday nights. how the story of ali’s life is “puri made me something nasty for lunch.” la corrida de toros. discoversevilla trips. sangria. sopresas from Manoli. the monkey pipa. feria de abril. tortilla de patata. “oh my golly” –mal. having tinto with erica & ali at school. going to gary’s. flamenco shows at casa de la memoria. open cor. lunch at 2:30pm. alameda. How Daniela loves loves loves sweets. how I wrote a paper for Ana about los excrementos en los calles. the vosotros form. the monkey pipa. Calle Doctor Rodriguez de La Fuente. isla magica. meeting ali at our spot. asking the waiter for the check because he doesn’t want to rush me. April 10th, 2009-4:30, brown sugar. how brian loves to dance. teaching mal a song for claret & singing on the bus. daniela’s lateness. eating everything with olive oil. “buzon movistar el telephono seis zero nueve…. no contesta…” hanging out in bathrooms with ali at abril and bandalai. chupitos at longisland. enrique’s class being ridiculous with merillat. saying ‘hasta manana’ every night to Manoli as she walks by my room to go to sleep. going for early morning snacks at the churro stand. walking to santa justa at 6am with mal and daniela and thinking it really wasn’t that far from prado. “Hola guapo.” walking by mama t’s and running into someone I know everytime I look in. besitos. fruta ensalada on sunday nights.
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