I fell in love with Spain when I first visited in 2009 on my very first trip abroad. The people were friendly and laid back, the food was delicious, and the architecture was out of this world. I knew next to nothing about travel at that time, but even then, I knew that Spain would be a place to go back to.
My husband – who is a bit of an architecture and street photography junkie – suggested it as a Spring Break destination and it just felt right. I was stoked to see an old favorite place with more experienced eyes, as well as explore some new parts of the country.
On my first trip, I only made it to Barcelona and Madrid; this time, I had my heart set on the sunny south. I wanted to see the enchanting remnants of Moorish architecture and wander the streets in search of new tapas.
From Granada to Sevilla and back again, every twist and turn looked like something straight out of a storybook. If you find yourself on the streets of Andalucia (and you certainly should), don’t be afraid to get lost. That’s half of the magic.
Going Groundless 