It's doubly fitting, then, that I had the nostalgic delight this week of developing a few rolls of film I shot last summer while spending time in one of my most favorite places in the world: San Sebastian, a small coastal city in Spain's Basque Country. It's a place that glows with the tradition of centuries of Spanish summers. I spent an afternoon (hungover, the day after I turned 19) there in 2015, when I was studying abroad in Spain. I returned to San Sebastian last summer for almost a week, hoping to expand upon my memories of that sun-baked half-day. It was everything I'd hoped for, and in developing these photos I was able to return to my memories of that time. For a while, I escaped the dreariness of winter.
Here's a few - there are more, but I'm savoring them by posting in batches.