I heard Andalucia is a region to check out if one was in the mood for romance. So, I booked a room at one of the Luxury Hotels Seville Spain has plenty of and stayed for a week. I wasn’t disappointed. Andalucia was authentically charming with sandy coastlines, Roman ruins, farmlands and tree-lined sierras. All of these made my trip memorable, beautiful and lavish.

Seville, being the capital of Andalucia, is rich with heritage, like the Moorish Giralda and Torre del Oro. I fell in love with the eclectic combination of Christian-Budejar architecture. The high, fortified walls and the beautiful verdant tropical gardens. It reminded me of those romantic stories I read as a child. I was fortunate enough to be in Seville during the fiesta Andalucian Flamenco. What a treat that was, I even got some free lessons in Flamenco, I wasn’t to good at it, but my tall, dark and handsome dance teacher was all worth it. I don’t think I heard a word he said, I just stared into his eyes the whole time.

I did spend most of my time is Seville, but I managed to take a day excursion to the enchanting town of Ronda. It’s perched on a cliff which is beside this gentle gorge. All the buildings are white, so much prettier than any postcard can convey. I travelled a little longer to the coast of Cadiz, Tarifa which is, apparently, the surf capital of Europe. I would’ve taken surfing lessons, but the weather was not accommodating. Such a shame, really, because the surf instructor was even more enchanting that my Flamenco instructor. So, I had time to check out the new high speed ferry from Tarifa to Tangiers, Morocco! That’s where I met my new boyfriend. I met him on the ferry. He’s what really made my trip to the Andalucia’s the most romantic vacations I’ve ever had.

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