Seville (Spanish: Sevilla) 🇪🇸

Sevilla taught me how to slow down. Between the orange trees, sun-washed walls, and Moorish architecture that catches fire at golden hour, I found a rhythm I didn’t know I needed.

Orange is everything here—the buildings, the light, even the air seems tinted with it. You see oranges everywhere, hanging from city trees like decoration.

Congkai and I even Googled whether it’s legal to pick one (it is, apparently). I tried it. Let’s just say… it was stunningly sour. 可谓只可远观，不可亵玩—beautiful from afar, not meant to be messed with.

This journal is a love letter to Sevilla’s glow, its colors, and the quiet joy of wandering with nowhere to be.

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