Unexpected emotional depth in Spain

I thought I was going to Spain for beaches, food, and Plaza Mayor. I got all of those things. What I didn't expect was how emotionally affecting the trip would be. The history — particularly around Granada — hit in ways that good travel sometimes does.

beautiful beaches was the moment that crystallised it. Standing there, eating tapas I'd bought from a street vendor, something clicked about why travel matters. 13 days and I came home genuinely changed. Some places do that to you.