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Seville

 June 29

As we left Lagos I noticed at the gas station three versions of the same man. Each was old. Each was wearing a pink shirt and glasses. None of them planned it. These are the moments one is sure God exists and has a great sense of humor.    


this is two different men, to be clear. NOT the same man.


Our drive back to Spain was uneventful outside of the three different gas stations we stopped at. The first one was too busy and had too many men in pink shirts. The second involved some confusion about how to pay. Finally, at the third gas station we successfully purchased gas and Pringles. We arrived back in Seville with much less fanfare than the last time.

Lest I forget to mention, these custard pastries are a Portugal tradition and they are delicious. 



I made a list of things we wanted to do this time. At the top of this list was Plaza D’Espagne. Helen, Catroina and I had literally run within steps of it, but not knowing what we were doing, where we were, or what we were looking for, we missed it entirely.




(Somehow I booked this hotel on Booking.com and it is amazing. No idea why it worked out or is wonderful but it is. It is also a stone’s throw from our hotel last time).














Each major city in Spain has a little cove dedicated to it. Nic chose Grenada as his photo op. 







Plaza D’Espagne  is pretty cool and I think it might have made some good rounds for our run. As it stands Nic and I saw it. We took pictures and we learned that Ricky Martin is coming on the 3rd of July to perform there. I am convinced that in addition to finding Vince a cat in Seville, I will also meet Ricky Martin. My nieces saw the King of England - anything is possible. 

While we were there we also saw some Flamenco dancers. Neither of us were super keen on making a night of Flamenco, but a little curious. Toxic Chel, from our previous visit to Seville, convinced me that I could incorporate them into my classroom management style.  



There you have it: Flamenco. No sign of Toxic Chel or Ricky Martin though, I took a careful look around.


The weather today was much cooler than our previous visit to Seville, which made it much more pleasant. Nic and I ate some tapas, we wandered the town, and we found the Pride Parade. 


Here I am shoving artichoke into my mouth. It might be the most flattering photo of me ever.


I congratulated Nic on being a great Ally because for two years in a row he has traveled the world to be at a Pride event. Not many people can boast Seville Pride, but we can and will. It was much tamer than Boston, I am sure that shocks you, but it was still fun. While we were there we checked out the Parasol Seville. The shops in and around the Parasol were fun. 










Here I am trying to be cute.


Still trying.


And failing…


I kept trying to decide on dessert and ultimately never chose. Instead I have a lot of photos, and a rumble in my tummy as I sit and write this. 




Nic is watching an important football game with Germany and Denmark, so dessert may be gone. Tomorrow, Inshallah, we have tickets to the Cathedral, and a date with Ricky Martin at the fancy hotel for coffee. Ricky may not know it yet, but it is happening. 

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