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The next morning, I walk with Nadia to school. The university was founded in 1551, and it has a very historic feel. The school is located next to the Plaza de España where Nolan and I were yesterday.
In front of the languages building stretches a large, rectangular grassy yard with old, tall trees and trimmed bushes. Students are spread sporadically around the garden, standing and chatting in groups, studying in the grass, or reading near the trees. The bright green lawn area generates a feeling of community. I can see how studying under a tall oak would be peaceful.
Walking along the sidewalk snaking around the school, I notice stone statues alongside the building and gardens. It feels like I’m about to enter an art museum or ancient palace as I pass lampposts that guide me toward th
