{"id":8544,"date":"2017-06-05T13:34:56","date_gmt":"2017-06-05T13:34:56","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2019-04-16T12:37:09","modified_gmt":"2019-04-16T12:37:09","slug":"seville-spain-i-did-not-fall-madly-in-love-with-generalissimo-franco-but-i-still-had-fun-html-d1","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/laughfrodisiac.com\/2017\/06\/05\/seville-spain-i-did-not-fall-madly-in-love-with-generalissimo-franco-but-i-still-had-fun-html-d1\/","title":{"rendered":"Seville, Spain: I Did Not Fall Madly in Love with Generalissimo Franco But I Still Had Fun"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Recently, Husband and I spent a weekend in Madrid, and then two weeks later we returned to Spain for an extended trip through Andalusia, because whenever we go to Spain, we go back two weeks later. Not really on purpose, it’s just how our travels always fall and it’s weird but hey we like Spain. If we go to Spain once, we go twice, usually in the same month. But this part of Spain, the southern part, was new to us, although I did spend a weekend during college in Malaga at a resort I found on hostelworld.com for supercheap but I didn’t leave the resort the whole time so it doesn’t really count. Also I was alone at the resort, which was filled with Spanish families and lots of children and everyone stared me and it was the most awkward thing ever. Anyway, we’re not here to talk about that. We are here to talk about something that finally surpassed the awkwardness of that Malaga weekend: Easter week in Seville. See, we didn’t realize that Seville was the epicentre of Easter, not until we were smack dab in the center of the insane crowds and shocking costumes. I don’t know if you know this, but you know Jesus? Hoo boy, he’s big <\/em>there. And Jesus Fever spreads at similar strengths throughout all of Andalusia, so while I’m just talking about Seville today, the rest of my Andalusia posts will feature similar levels of craycray bananapants.<\/div>\n
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I was really excited to go to Seville, not just because I thought Andalusia was the fairytale land from “Enchanted” (it’s seriously ONE letter off) so I thought I was getting into some kind of Neverland situation. but also, I always wanted to go to Seville, well, since 1998, when “You’ve Got Mail” came out. That’s where Birdie fell madly in love!! But it wasn’t meant to be. I’m sure you know the unparalleled genius of “You’ve Got Mail” as well as I do but it’s always fun to watch (best at the end): <\/div>\n
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