Oasis Backpackers Hostel Sevilla Seville

I arrive in Granada airport around 6.30pm. take the bus into the city center for 3€. The hostel is nearby the city center, next to the arab market and cathedral. The hostel was pretty cool, kind of a hippy vibe. Since it stayed light out till late, I decided to do some sightseeing. I went to the cathedral which is famous for its renaissance style. Then I decided to go on a walk. I found a nice spot with a nice view of the Alhambra (the castle of Moorish design, one of spains's most famou...

So I have spent the past couple of days in Seville. This has been quite a nice town despite that it has rained most of the time that we have been here. It is really weird getting up at 8am and it still being pitch black outside. It feels really surreal. The first evening we just wandered around and took in the city. It was really lively and was how I expected the rest of Spain to be. We went out for some Tapas in the evening and it was really nice. The next day we did some shopping (I know it...

Morocco was a whole different world. Everybody was really friendly, except for a few, and very accommodating. We stuck out like a sore thumb so everybody gave us prolonged looks and, whoever we met whether at dinner or on the street, easily picked us out of the crowd and chatted us up the next time we saw them. We had some great beach weather the first day (even though it seemed we were the only people relaxing on the beach enjoying the sun. I´m sure all the locals were used to the hot Africa...

I took Business Class AVE to Sevilla. I had to pay a little bit extra, but the meal service was key. Arriving in Sevilla was tough. I got some basic info from the tourist office, but forgot to get accomodation information. And when I went back, they had left for lunch. At first I didn´t think it was too hot there, but wearing the jacket made me soon reconsider. So I left that and my luggage at the train station and then couldn´t find the bus, so I started walking toward downtown in my jeans, ...

We arrived in Sevilla via train from Madrid.

Some eight or ten hours later we arrived in Seville. Sneeze and I had selfishly each taken two seats on the bus; nonetheless, the night was less than enjoyable. I awakened at one point to a foot coming down on my head. Apparently the fellow behind me had quite long legs. Even now I shudder as I remember that foot resting against my poor head. It was around four or five as we wandered through the streets trying to locate a hostel. Other than the occasional group of merrymakers winding down, th...

To our delight, the Seville art gallery was free. There's just something about free museums: something enchanting. A free museum can almost make me believe in the joy of learning, in the purity of artistic expression, in the egalitarianism of the system. A free museum creates a sense of voluntarism. A non-gratis museum makes me feel pressured to learn: since I've paid I must make sure that I absorb everything. A free museum allows one to relax, to linger, to revel. Angel Lopezobrero's "Tipos ...

"Granada oh Granada, oh how I love thee" shouted the Moorish poets or at least that's what I imagine they did when they founded this beautiful city at the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountain ranges. Granada is a Moorish city (Muslim) with winding alley ways reflecting the Moroccan influences and Grand structures from both Moorish influences (1300-1500’s) and Catholic influences (1500’s onward). I found it difficult to leave this city and the thought did enter my mind several t...

So after some teary goodbyes (lol, not) to POM Dave at Granada bus station and an uneventful restful night in Granada at a quieter hostel (due to the other one being fully booked), it was time to leave (as hard as it was) to see Seville, the home of flamenco. It was an easy two hour ride on the bus to lovely Sevilla and after receiving some dud directions from an unhelpful local plus some time to find a really poorly signed tourist information desk, I located a map (unfortunately they didn't ...