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Well, I'm home home. In south Florida. And damn, does it suck. okay, it's really nice to see my parents and home again, but it sucks because you can't really compare being in the Colosseum one day and then sitting at home in front of your laptop a few days later.

Or being rewarded with amazing macarrones after running your ass home in 100 F weather and then having to run back on a ridiculously full stomach 30 minutes later. I miss Sevilla more than anything else, especially the fun we had as a group, Mama y Papa, Andre (soft), and the city itself.

My biggest regret is that we didn't go hard enough, enough times. I can count on one hand how many times we did it big, and that's not enough for me. At least Andre and I tried to explore the city a few times, but I feel like we didn't do it justice. Seeing the Betis game would have been nice, too, but my sleep got in the way of that. We were also at a disadvantage as 6 weeks, no 5 weeks is just not enough time to live in that city. I envy the people who got to study abroad for 3-4 months. That's real living. And that's real money, too.

A weird thing was how rich I felt in Sevilla(well not rich, but I didnt worry about money as much) as compared to now back at home. It's like every dollar counts, but for some reason the Euro doesn't.

Not that I'm upset about that. If I had been my normal, frugal self in Europe, I would have had a horrible time.

Another major regret is the lack of souvenirs I bought. For some reason I forgot like everyone. I am actually really sorry about that, guys. The fans would have been a great investment, as Andre said, but I just kept putting it off. Stupid.

Oh well, next time I go, I promise I will get shit for everyone I missed this time. Cuz I'm definitely going back. Fo sho.

And then I'll revive this blog...so don't sleep on me, guys. Actually, you can. It may be a while.

Hasta luego, tios.