Why Andalusia is the place to be this summer

It’s 8am. The phone alarm is ringing and I can hear birds singing outside my window. The sun is already shining telling me it’s time to wake up. For a moment I feel that I’m in Malaga and I should jump out of bed, do my morning workout and go downstairs to grab my amazing cappuccino from the café next door.

That feeling suddenly disappears when I realize it’s Sunday, my alarm rang too early, I’m in Bucharest and maybe I should sleep one more hour.

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