So let me begin at the beginning, and we’ll see how we go. I went to live in Granada, Andalucía, in Southern Spain. I was there for 3 months studying at the Centro de Lenguas Modernas of the University of Granada, as part of my degree course. I was one of about 12 students over there from Leeds at the time, and I arrived just at the start of Semana Santa, with Boyfriend in tow.
In case you don’t know what Semana Santa is, it’s this:
Sometimes they have the pointy hats which look suspiciously KKK related, but it’s mostly a week of pretty awesome (if slightly ridiculous) parades full of colours, noise and people of all ages. It was an amazing way to introduce Boyfriend to the culture I’m so in love with.
More to come