The flights to Lisbon and then Sevilla went smoothly. I didn't sleep much, so I'm looking forward to bed tonight. The only real hitch in travel was the airport bus downtown. The bus stopped about 2km from the flat and the driver walked through and kicked everybody off and drove away. Being an airport bus, there were a lot of flummoxed tourists standing on the side of the road in the middle of Sevilla. I was glad I'd lived in Sevilla for 7 months or I'd have been flummoxed right along with them. Turns out there was a half-marathon going on and the bus route was blocked. I just hitched up my drawers and walked the rest of the way home. The only real challenge was the race route kept getting in my way in places where I needed to cross. I just waited patiently and scooted across between runners with my roller bag. Nearer to home, the runners were pretty spread out and crossing was easy:
I made it to the flat and even found my keys which had been beating around my backpack for the past two weeks. I let myself in and hugged Laura for a while. I sat around a bit out of sorts and tired. Eventually I laid down and napped for 2 hours.
After my nap, just to get my blood moving, Laura and I went out for a short walk in the cool, clear evening. It was nice to get reacquainted with the city. The light was lovely for photos, so here are a few:
Back at the flat I checked in with Keith for a bit. He's a bit isolated now back in Rehoboth Beach with the rest of us all departing yesterday at the same time. I also called Rachel and eventually added Emily to the call. After about a half hour, I deftly handed my phone off to Laura who continued the conversation.
This evening, Laura and I resumed watching The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel on Amazon. Great show. We only have one episode left.
Tomorrow, back to math, exercise, Spanish etc as life settles back down to normal.
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