I’ve been thinking about writing this post since the night before I left Córdoba. I’ve been thinking about all the things I’ve seen and experienced and done while living there. And I’ve realized that maybe there’s nothing to write, really, but rather just things and moments to remember. All the warm nights, good meals, cheap wine, lovely people, tiny streets and never-ending beer. The Spanish bars, the Córdobes accent, summer days that are so hot you think you’ll explode, walking everywhere and that blissful little afternoon paseo that almost everyone takes.
Córdoba was a lovely little city to live in for two years — a place that changed me, and a place I won’t forget.
Cheers to holding places like that close to you forever.