So I was feeling super homesick for Sevilla last night (I know, I’m not a sevillana, but I love that city like it was my own), and spent an hour or so flipping through my photos wishing I was there. And of course not two minutes after I posted that picture of me in my room on Calle Tintes, my MA advisor messaged me on Facebook to inform me that he was at that very moment enjoying a fine cafe con leche in Sevilla. I expressed my envy, went to bed, and woke up to discover that my good friend is there too and had somehow heard that I might turn up at some point that summer. What the hell?