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Travel Blogs from Seville
... The local cat was far more cooperative and had quite a lot to say to Gary.
Back on the bus to the resort. They canceled our trip to Cordoba tomorrow, so we'll probably go visit Malaga instead.
Debbie and Gary went to the Flamenco show, I came back to get some work done.
I'd complain about the weather, but it sounds like home has a nor'easter and snow. Rain does not seem to bad.
Vaya con Dios.
... the bars here you get free tapas which is awesome on a backpackers budget!! A small church just 30m from our hostel hosted several weddings that Nicky spied on, they were quite cool though with doves, music and fancy Spanish clothing.
We got up early on Sunday to go Alhambra. The lady at our hostel had told us not to queue but to find the electronic machines to buy tickets from - this probably saved us at least 45 minutes. After ...
... fact we walked more there than any other city. We even walked to the stadium to try and get tickets to the sold out Seville vs Batis futbol match. We paid more than we wanted but life it short. We were there and decided to grab the opportunity.
The fans are nuts. They were letting off smoke bombs that sounded like grenades. Police were everywhere, even on horses, patrolling the area. We reluctantly decided to walk through the mass of chaos to ...
... history. Following the “reconquest” by Ferdinand III the Alcazar became the home of the Royal families. There are direct connections with many of the “big name” families of Europe, such as the Hapsburgs and the Tudors, as so many of Spanish royal offspring were pawned off to these dynasties in the name of alliances. Catherine of Aragon, Henry VIII’s first with, for example, was born in this Alcazar.
Great explorers such ...
... knew a place and described it something like this - “kah, kilo, eff, say”. “Kah, eff, say - pollo, french fries”. We understood and made quick haste in the direction of KFC. Only Mel and I would start our day in a Parisian McDonalds and end it in a Spanish KFC, but we’re trying not to dwell on that. It was open and served its purpose.
Today we made our way out of the hotel ...