Barbers of Seville are as scarce as laundromats!

Trip Start Aug 29, 2013
Trip End Nov 07, 2013

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Where I stayed
Monte Triana Hotel Seville
Read my review - 4/5 stars
What I did
Alcazar Seville
Read my review - 5/5 stars

Flag of Spain  , Andalusia,
Tuesday, September 10, 2013

The drive to Seville from Cordoba is relatively short and uneventful. We arrive in the early afternoon and after checking into our hotel (which is situated in the Triana district – well known for its ceramic galleries and stores), we walk across the river into the old city and begin to explore. The main attractions for us are going to be The Alcazar – a group of palaces that for a thousand years has been the centre of power and a royal residence, and The Holy Cathedral Church of Seville – the largest Gothic temple in the world and the third largest of the Christian world.

We wander around and inside the Cathedral with ease, however when we arrive at the Alcazar, the queues to enter are long and slow moving. The afternoon is diminishing but the heat is constant so we choose to relax sitting at a bar sipping Mojitos rather than standing under the sun in a chain of perspiring humanity.

As we make our way back to the hotel via the shopping streets and plazas, I muse about the apparent absence of barber shops. At the hotel the receptionist tells us the best time for tomorrow to visit the Alcazar. It fits in nicely with our proposed timetable of laundry (the location of which is put as an "x" on our city map by the receptionist) and sightseeing time prior to readying ourselves for a pre-arranged dinner engagement with friends travelling Spain in the reverse direction we are, but whose paths cross ours that evening in Seville. In the meantime, we have to eat this evening and the receptionist also gives us clear directions for a recommended restaurant nearby.

Heading back out that evening for dinner we walk in circles for half an hour, cursing the receptionist, before I remember that I have my trusty GPS in my pocket with the names of all the local restaurants as Points of Interest. I find the relevant object of desire from its memory bank, put the device into walking mode, and stride confidently in the direction of its commands. “You have arrived at your destination” is the last command I hear and on cue I look up at the name of the adjacent building and we have indeed arrived.

After an enjoyable meal, we arrive back at the hotel and politely admonish the receptionist regarding her direction information. In reply she says: “Oh! did I say first right, I really meant to say first left!!”.

On the morning of our second day in Seville we set out to do our washing early so as to arrive at Alcazar at the best time for seeing it. We follow the directions on our map to the spot marked “x”. You, dear reader, are probably wondering why we would follow the directions of a receptionist who does not know her right from left. We are still wondering the same thing. Anyway, long story short, 3 hours later and at a laundromat across town at a diametrically opposed location to the spot marked “x”, we finally have our clothes turning in a machine.

The queues at Alcazar are bearable and we spend a good few hours wandering amongst the palaces and gardens in the complex. Then it is back to the hotel to freshen up for our dinner engagement with Silvana and Tony, at what turns out to be one of the best meals we all have EVER eaten!

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Di on

Hi Gail and Phil. Only got this today. Your trip has been amazing. Alcazar looks incredible. The photos are so good. Xxx

Manuel Andrade on

What about Portugal!... Oh, I know I remember you'll go there when I am there!...
That make sense.
Aren't you tired of travelling, resting, enjoying yourself... yet!
Keep enjoying while I am travelling from Taylors Lakes to Tullamarine and see all those planes flying away!
Buena suerte Amigo!
Esta la vista!

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