It was great. Time for Seville is getting over but before to leave I have to mention things which I won’t forget:
CALOR: Incredible heat of Seville. The test on extreme weather was passed but I have to say it was really tough!
The beauty of the city: Seville is amazing city with old churches, cozy streets and warm atmosphere.
Beaches: Andalusia could be a paradise. And the surfing was one of the best experience here. 
Leisure: after work was always something to do. I found capoeira group, had chance to enjoy flamenco performances, have seen sevillian dancing at Feria in Utrera and many many other exciting things in Seville. 
And the main  appreciation goes to Spain Internship company and all their cool collective!
P.S. Special thanks to Susanna for delicious fondue!
Hasta luego, amigos!
To know a place better you should absorb into a  local culture. Culture of Seville is all about flamenco. No wonder because its motherland of it. 
Music of Andalusia includes traditional and modern music, the people and the composed music, and hesitates from flamenco to shake. On the other hand, a certain metrics, melodious and harmonious features consider Andalusian even when is written or executed by musicians from somewhere. But anyway, flamenco, it is probably most characteristic an Andalusian genre of music and the dance generated in the 18th century, but, is based in earlier forms from area. Influence of traditional music and dance of people of Romani or Roma are especially clear. A genre the excellent vocal (flamenco cante), a guitar (a current flamenco), and dance (flamenco baile) covers styles. Fundamental in the history of Andalusian music composers Cristóbal de Morales, Francisco Guerrero, Francisco Correa de Arauxo, Manuel García, Manuel de Falla, Joaquín Turina, and Manuel Castillo.
The show I’ve been last weekend in Museo del baile flamenco was spectacular. It was so called “El baile flamenco” known for its emotional intensity, proud carriage, and expressive use of the arms and rhythmic stamping of the feet.  The passionate Spanish woman and man were dancing one by one with beautiful singing of gypsies and playing on guitar and piano on the background.
 Incredible energy of motion and passion had mingled in all: in the clatter of boots, creaking strings and burning moan male voices. Even not being so familiar with the whole content of the performance in lyrics or details of production, flamenco show captures your eyes and heart from the first minute. Throughout the action does not let a shiver or from the passions, or the tragedy of what is happening, or the strength of the beauty of emotions go away.
If you look at the Spanish culture through the lens of the traditions of flamenco, is a lot to explain and understand about this country.
Photos by Lena Kilina
Although I was already talking about Cadiz and closest places to Seville I would like to get back to these places. And the excuse for it is finding my film camera and old expired films. It has become by obsession for couple years now and being in Spain isn’t exception. 
Views of the refreshing sea in Сadiz, neighborhoods of the southern a little ragged small town Dos Hermanas, dense concentration of churches in Seville - improbable inspiration for my involvement into film photography. 
Scuff of expired film rolls, treasured click of analog photo machine (hehe lets call it like this here) and expectation of developing process are too precious. Also colors of Andalucía dispose to a dying esthetics and grace of film photography more than to digital (though its use is inevitable) expressions.
If you ask me about content of images I can’t sum up cause still slightly more than a month in Spain. However, shots of birds and passersby, morning churches and evening train stations, a tender beach and cozy cafes, the Spanish candy stores and the flamenco skirts hanging on a balcony already do this short period of stay a little nostalgic. 
 Photos by Lena Kilina
I had this idea for a long time, namely to hitch-hike to the sea. Being already a little bit capoerista when I had known that there would be capoeira workshops with Brazilian mestres in Cadiz on the weekend, I and my Peruvian companion decided to try hitch-hiking from Seville to Cadiz. Let’s call it adventure from nothing.
Hastily had packed my bag, drawn a poster with inscription CADIZ, hoping on friendliness of Spanish drivers, early n the morning we had been begun to wait for good luck on a gas station. Hotness of course was the main enemy for us- artificial Bedouins! And as more sun went up as more our smiles to drivers became fake. However, the mantra consisting of the one word “Cadiz” had encouraged us. But when we were about to give up the old-school van with Spanish family picked us up! Being happy like kids that hitch-hiking turned to be possible they drove us to the direction of Rota.
Nevertheless, the family advised us to take off highway before road goes Rota, so we appeared on the highway under the scorching sun. Standing, sometimes walking with poster in our hands, widely smiling didn’t make cars stop. It took around 2 hours of walking on highway; my arms were burned but fields of beautiful sunflowers and clean sky made our pastime unforgettable. Second time for this day was the moment of losing hopes, when suddenly old farmer had seen us on the middle of the road and waved. Super worn out car full of vegetables looked magic, or at least I was feeling myself like in movie. However, the lovely farmer offered us option to take a ferry to Cadiz which was only 30 minutes from Rota. After 6 hours in total on the road and actually really wanted to get Cadiz capoeira event we were happy to travel with ferry!

Photos by Juan Carlos Pimentel

Inexpressible feelings of “completed mission” and tiny pride of ourselves to prove that everything is possible! So, the Spanish roads passed check!