Trust me when I say I have sweltered in a way I have never sweltered in my life than here in Seville. It is summer and 45 degrees outside! Surprisingly, being a tropical island gal did not help much. I admit I lost count of how much gelato I consumed. The city glowed a luminous golden and shadows were majestic contrast and welcome reprive to pant in. I think of the locals who were still out there busking and creating atmosphere, blowing large bubbles for the children to chase and laugh at. Wish you were here to dance in them too.
Always in your light,