Lua in my first Sevilla home

At about 8pm on September 21st 1993 I drove into Sevilla with my two cats Lua and Sunny and all my worldly possessions. A friend had brought us down from Salamanca in a borrowed car and we timed our arrival to meet with the landlord at my new home to pick up the keys. Well, we were there on time, but my landlord wasn’t, so we spent the next three hours parked out front (those poor cats) ordering food & drinks from the bar across the street, which ended up becoming my “living room” over the next year (my new place was very nice but also very small). Wow, 21 years ago.

So much has happened since then, lots of it I’ve shared with you guys here over the past 8 years. Today I’m celebrating my anniversary by … working! I have a tapas tour in a few minutes. But really, it’s a fitting way to celebrate. I arrived in Sevilla with no money, no job and not knowing a soul. It was pretty tough going at times but I never gave up, because I knew I’d found my true home in the world. And I still feel that way. So I shall have a cheeky glass of cava tonight and be thankful that I’m working at something I love in a city I adore, and look forward to a bed full of cats when I get home. Life is good.