I know exactly which mountain that is you went up! I walked up that same one as the sun began to set, on one of my last days in Spain. I remember watching the city's lights slowly start to turn on, how it suddenly became a little quieter, and how I started to feel a little sadness that I'd soon be leaving.
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I understand, melancholy hits when you zoom out and see the city from the distance. Same as when you are on the plain and leaving town. Luckily we were there on the second day of the trip and still had few to enjoy it. :)