Seville

It was not the best coffee, for the record.

It was delicious. But probably not the best. 

Our group spent our first day in Seville regrouping. We had a late brunch which lasted two hours and became lunch. By the time we left our table the sun was high and hot. Our hope had been to see Alcazar palace during our visit, so we popped down to see if we could land tickets.

It was complicated, but the best option for tickets was for the next day. We bought our tickets and then planned for the rest of the day. This included walking around Seville and taking in the sights. Here are just a few of the things we saw.

Cathedral

The river that began the exploration and exploitation of America. It is always interesting to hear the perspective of the Spanish as they talk about America, and Christopher Columbus. More on that in a bit.

 

I took these pictures because I loved the way each house had a saint emblazoned upon its outer walls, complete with a shrine.

The heat began to melt us, so we stopped for a drink and a gander on Nic’s part. He does love the European sense of style. Who knows, he might buy a suit?

Throughout the town there are people seeking money. Some will come and aggressively sing to you. This man was one of these singers. He had about two teeth. It was pretty weird. I was very thankful for the other 50% of our partnerships because the guys are much better at sending unwanted guests away. I can’t actually look at them because I feel so bad. The empath in me hates not helping people. But the realist in me knows giving them money would not actually help them in the long run. 

The guys went to a soccer field. We, ladies, sat on the deck in the sunshine with a couple of bottles of rose. Couple means 2-3, NOT 4-5 as some may believe. It was pretty much perfect. There was sunshine, and wine, and cool water, and great conversation.

And then we were swanky at a rooftop bar with Seville behind and below us.

It was truly a beautiful night. I am filled with gratitude for friends like these and the memories we have made.

The sun sets here around 9p.m. The longer we are here the more the Spanish schedule makes sense. The days are hot and then hotter. Life comes alive when the sun sets. As a result dinner is so late. Seville has an amazing night life.

Nic found a ham restaurant. He was pretty happy.

And a giant bullhead during dinner. There were several, actually. Per usual Nic made friends with the bar owners who told him all about the bulls and the history of the bar. It was a very old bar with a lot of history that I missed out on because I was devouring grilled artichokes.

It was a late night, but we had a wonderful evening. We wandered back to the Airbnb and jumped right into bed.