Portugal, Spain, and France
One month. Three countries. Six cities.
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Lisbon welcomed us first. โ
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Ancient trams.
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Colorful tiles.
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Hills that made our calves burn and our hearts sing.
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A few days wasn't enough. Never is.
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Then Sevilla claimed us.
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โFor 2.5 weeks we explored narrow streets where orange trees lined the way.
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We lived there. Not visited.
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The difference matters.
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Ronda split the earth open.
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A town perched on a cliff. A bridge across reality.
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You look down and understand what it means to feel small.
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โBaza. Caving it.
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โThe kind of place people forget to visit.
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Their loss.
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Granada held us for a week.
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Alhambra's palaces. Sierra Nevada's shoulders.
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Where history and beauty intersect.
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Valencia mixed old and new.
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Medieval gates and space-age architecture.
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Time travel exists. We may have just found it.
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Paris said goodbye.
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Cousins reunited.
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Parks, Croissants, and ooooo overpriced coffee.
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Worth every euro.
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One month.
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One month away from home. A lifetime of memories with our three little bundles.