The scorching sun shines down on the city
By day, my toes dip in the cool blue pool
At night, they stroll down cobbled streets dotted with horse-drawn carriages.
Jugs of iced sangria and mist emitting from umbrellas keep us cool
Waving painted fans like we’re Spanish, watching our skin turn from white to brown
Walking past terracotta buildings that sparkle under the clear blue sky.
Palm trees float in the warm breeze, surrounding us
Watching people crisp in their swim suits
Floating in the cold pool afterwards, refreshing and shocking.
Fountains spray over hot pavements,we run in and out
Chatting over late night tapas so many miles from home,
Doesn’t seem like we’re under the same sky here.