Seville

Last place we go to in Spain and we’d booked ourselves in for 6 nights so a chance to rest and recuperate from our holiday. before hitting Morocco. Sigh…

Memories of Seville? Hot nights, hot days, lots of sangria, wet pants on the bus (perspiration, we hasten to add) and discovering the joys of Spanish supermarkets with all kinds of lovely stuff, including ginormous sweet red peppers, olive salads, smoked and stuffed chicken etc. funny how travel stories tend to focus on the food, lol. We made far better salads than the restaurants!

After the other places in Spain, perhaps we were a little jaded by the architecture. Seville has a huge cathedral but perhaps not quite as spectacular as other places; there were quite a few places that looked somewhat derelict (such as the 1992 expo park and a number of other grandiose public works schemes, gardens etc). maybe a once grand city that had fallen on hard times. David was impressed that the Spanish ran South America from here, though a few hundred years ago..

.Did a walking tour to Triana - the old craft and dodgy part of the town where all the wicked flamenco dancers hung out. Not bad. Didn’t see any, although David offered a place on one of the flamenco courses (politely declined, owing to my schedule).

One night we thought we’d scored a wedding as the cathedral was closed and only those with invites of a sort were admitted. There were people of all generations and generally dressed up - - but must just have been a mass service that obviously was restricted. [David says it must have been a mass mass].

great to have Kim join us here.