Trips and nostalgia

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Trips and nostalgia

It was already 6:00 am and even though I hated mornings I was up and sitted packing up for my trip to Barcelona I consider myself way too nice for my liking anyways it was just a one-day trip and I'll be back the next day
My flight was for 9:00 am so I had enough time to grab something to eat from Starbucks, after getting my usual Ryan drives me to the airport and I catch up to my flight before I knew I was on my way to a place that brought so many memories that it almost hurt to even subsist the air surrounding me.

As I arrived in Barcelona I was greeted with the warm and old smile of curt our family chauffeur as he leaned against the limo, he was an Italian man with a heavy accent dripping from his voice, and he was dressed in his usual black suit and pants with his hair slicked and combed backward.

" Good morning Miss Skylar, look at you all grown up, you took after your mother well" he smiled warmly his voice thickly laced with his Italian accent as I stepped into his arms he looked older than I remember but his green eyes still sent a wave of comfort and love as always.

As he drove I admired the beauty of the environment and the lovely houses with the trill of finally being home as we chatted about grandma from what I heard she got a new haircut which I'm eager to see and he told me how she renovated the whole place chuckling as he described it as "exotic"
Driving into the gates I was stunned at how much change happened since I was here from the beautiful gravel floor path surrounded by flowering bushes to the rich green freshly trimmed lawn, I could spot a plant house and the breathtaking exotic garden, and the inside rested proudly with brand new sumptuous vehicles and the stunning black and white painted building. I was too mesmerized by the beauty of my surrounding that I hadn't noticed my grandma Mrs. Louise Rossello walking towards the already parked limo as I stepped out to be trapped in a warm embrace

"hola mi hermosa nieta" she spoke in Spanish placing a kiss on both sides of my cheeks

"oye abuela, te ves diferente, me encanta el corte de pelo" I retorted smiling
Her hair which was usually really long was cut short beautifully resting on her shoulders in a bob style framing her gorgeous face, she still looked stunning and young at the age of 47, many people would think she's too young to be a grandma but she had my mom at an early age with my grandpa Lucas Rossello my dad's parents died a month after my parents got married in an accident and he was an only child but had many cousins.
"Where's my handsome grandson?" She said her eyes dancing with excitement as her eyes flickered to the limo and back to mine

"He has school work to take care of grandma I promise he'll come to see you for Christmas we'll go together" I replied causing her to place her hand on her chest with a loving look in her eyes like she just recalled something almost magical
"Remember when I and your mom would drag you both from your rooms because you studied way too much for your age, we were scared you'd never have fun or play with kids your age" she chuckled "But we did have fun Grandma and we had Taylor remember" I responded grinning widely
"Yes you had Taylor, my poor sweet Ryan had to join you girls for tea parties because he had no friends of his kind, and he was surprisingly okay with it because he didn't want to be even an inch away from you, you were inseparable right from when you were born" she smiled softly at me causing my heart to instantly warm up at the memories

"Okay enough with the talks let me get you inside and get you fattened up before tomorrow" she teased lightly nudging me towards the entrance of the massive house it was completely breathtakingly beautiful from the interior of the house to the rich modern pieces of furniture and the sparkling floors and the large exquisite chandelier that hung above our heads to the large kitchen which had marble countertops and nice stools In case you wanted to cook and eat in the kitchen or have a nice chat while lunch is being made, the maids already took my bags upstairs as I traced my fingertips on the cool metal railings of the stairwell leading in a spiral form upstairs
After I got to the top floor where I could still recall my room my eyes glanced around doors that were strikingly familiar to me but I was too shaken up to open them, I passed Ryan's room and opened the doors to mine and I could say grandma took time to redecorate the entire house

My room was massive with a patio and a door that led to it, I glanced at my queen-sized bed and the huge walk-in drawer not to forget my bathroom which had a door connecting to Ryan's room even though we didn't share a bathroom.
It smelled like home to me even with the many changes and my heart warmed at the sight of my giant teddy looking clean like I could remember
I plopped down on my bed after taking off my shoes and breathe in the sweet smell of being home and the lavender-smelling sheets, after I take a cold shower and let my hair fall deciding on an off-shoulder floral top and some black denim shorts I head downstairs to get something to eat sending ryan a quick text saying I've gotten here already.

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