el Día de Andalucía

Sevilla is a city that loves to celebrate itself. For instance, today everything was shut down because every February 28, the city boasts its pride. Nonetheless, it was 75 degrees and I spent the day in the sun. 


About a week ago, this same pride surfaced in the Sevilla Flower Festival. Along la Puente de Isabel II, which I cross every single day to get to class, there were a bunch of gardeners making floral arrangements in umbrellas to hang over the river. See below:

Please respect me, I have feelings.

Additionally, the flower fever spread to a patio in my university: 

Pretty, yes? Little things like this pop up in Sevilla all the time - it really emulates the simple nature of the city and its tendency to just want to show beauty in life. 

Other little things, like the message I got from my friend Ben the other day, brighten my day and also crack me up. He proceeded to ask me if I filter information on my blog to make it seem different. Well, no. I promise I don't tell lies. 

Also no one has called me 'cats' in a long time. That was refreshing.