Sometimes someone, or something, steals your heart forever and you cannot do anything. I lost my heart to many cities, people or even food. You will always have a good memory about it. It’s not that there weren’t bad things or some negative aspects, it is just that the Good wins over Evil.
Somehow I fell in love with Andalucia, its weather, smell, food, people. It is impossible not to. You may see just pictures and I see so much more. Each street has a memory, each corner a story, it is something that doesn’t leave you indifferent.