Life is a journey we all must venture upon. There are many obstacles, enjoyments, and opportunities along our paths. When given opportunities we must seize them and try to learn and absorb as much as possible. When I was given the opportunity to travel to Spain, I took it. When I took that first step off the plane in Malaga, I knew that this trip was going to be life changing.
Boarding the plane at 9 P.M. in New York from J.F.K., was thrilling. My mind was racing around all the great things I heard about and what was planned for us in Spain. The six and one half hour flight was so suspenseful, that I barely slept. Our plane landed in Madrid, and then our group took a transfer flight to Malaga, in southern Spain. We met our tour guide, Deborah or “Debs”, as we called her, in Malaga. She was the best tour guide that I had ever had on vacation. Her knowledge combined with her attitude towards enriching us with the Spanish culture, truly made my experience even more memorable. Once in Malaga, our “Andalusian Fiesta” began. Our first destination was the city of Granada, with its breathtaking views of the Sierra Nevada Mountains, as well as its historic and awe inspiring Alhambra and Generalife Gardens. The next city we visited was Seville, which was my favorite city. To me Seville combined genuine Spanish culture and flare, with the country’s history. There was so much to see and do, but my favorite thing that we experienced there, was when we went to a Flamingo show, and ate tapas for dinner. I would love to come back to Spain and study abroad in Seville. One our way to Madrid, our group took a day trip to the small city of Ronda. Walking around Ronda made me feel as if I took a trip back in time because of its cobblestone streets, stained glass windows, and architecture. From Ronda we boarded the AVE train, to Spain’s capital city. With our quick trip on the AVE, we were in the lively city of Madrid. To me, Madrid was welcoming and was the epicenter of Spanish culture. My fondest memory of Madrid, was the excursion I took to the Real Madrid Soccer Stadium. On my last day in Spain, my group went to the historic city of Toledo. Toledo had the most breathtaking and magnificent architecture and art that I had seen in Spain. Leaving Spain and saying goodbye to Deborah saddened me, but I knew I would be back in Spain someday.
Spain is a country enriched with a vast history, grand architecture, and inspirational art, but it is the people of Spain that truly make the country so welcoming and alive. The people and culture truly had grown on me and made me really thin about life, and how I want to live it. This trip will always have a place in my heart, and was one of the greatest influeneces that contributed to my decision to become a Spanish teacher.
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