Villanueva-de-la-Serena… a hidden gem.

I’ve lived here for ages.

Streets hum history.

Calle Real beckons you.

Oh, the tales it tells.
I run a spa here.

It’s my refuge.

Simply magical, ya know?

I swear… like Toni Erdmann said, "Let’s pretend you’re alive!"

I pause, I breathe.
Neighborhoods?

Old town quirks you.

The Barrio Nuevo… kinda rough.

The old chapel shines though.

I seen miracles there.
Parks…

The Parque de la Paz enchants me.

I walk there.

I reflect.

Nature just vibes, man.
The river Guadiana…

It glitters.

Sometimes sad.

Sometimes witty; like, “Are you even real?”

That line from the movie, right?

Crikey, it haunts me.
I stroll near the Plaza Vieja.

Local chat is full of gossip.

Folks hollar, “Hey, how ya doin’?”

I laugh, then sigh.
My hart races.

I get so mad sometimes.

I mean, really, why so bland?

But then… a smile returns.

A friend, a laugh, a spa day magic.
Wtf, the vibe here rules!

Cafeteria on Avda del Sol is lit.

I once spilled tea there.

Oops! A blunder!

18 typo’s later… and I'm still rollin.
I love the rustic corners.

Hidden art.

I scribble memories daily.

Every nook whispers secrets.

It makes my heart thump.
Even the old bridge on Calle de la Luna,

It creaks quits in the wind.

I often joke, “This is life, man!”

I harken to that Erdmann feel:

"Your life is your art!"

Yea, so deep, bro.
I stay in awe.

Villanueva-de-la-Serena keeps me sane.

Life's a little crazy here.

But ain't that the beauty?

So, come visit, friend.

Stay, breathe, feel it.

And remember, "Life’s little absurdities rock!"
Villanueva-de-la-Serena…

It’s a stage.

And I'm just a spa owner

Living its epic drama.