Ursi got up early to get fresh bread (am I lucky or what?);
made sandwiches to take with us to Seville. After breakfast, we packed the bags
and made our way to the car park, a 5-minute walk through narrow cobbled stone
lanes not the best surface for the wheels on our bags. After loading the bags
in the car and the address in the GPS, we realised that we didn’t have the
lighter plug in to charge the mobile phone with the GPS App, so had to go back
to the apartment to look for it. No
luck, so plugged it into my computer to keep it charged; happy days, off we
went. The drive to Seville was uneventful. I don’t know what it is but yet
again it took us a while to find Maria’s home in spite of the GPS and what home
t is. We reside in one part of her home all by ourselves and have free use of
her kitchen. She kindly made a coffee for Ursi and a tea for me (Ellwood, I
didn’t return it), after which we went exploring Seville. First impressions are
that it is an elegant city. Our arrival coincided with a weeklong
annual festival called the Faria. We are
led to understand that this is a week of serious dancing, drinking, eating and
socialising, with late nights - or all-nighters - the norm. Seville society dressed
up in traditional costumes especially the ladies parade around the vast complex
(the size of 50 football fields) in carriages or on horseback.
Started the exploration at the Faria, then made
our way to the Plaza de Espania which is an imposing building located in the
beautiful Maria Louisa park on the opposite side of a street that runs along
the Guadalquivir (don’t ask me to pronounce it) river. As has been the case in most of the Spanish
towns visited to date, we followed this by visiting the old town on a beautiful
day.
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