Flamenco dancing, singing, guitar, the Alcazar
Students, gardens, the Guadaliver
|Flamenco dancer in Sevilla, Spain|
We've been putting in many miles more by foot, getting lost in the old Santa Cruz barrio, where the streets are so narrow, no car or even motorscooter is able. Parking is in little basement garages since space is at such a premium.
The cathedrals and government architecture dominate. This was and still is the home and palace of the King and Queen of Spain. It was the city from which Queen Isabel and King Ferdinand sent Columbus on his excursions. It is the city in which the riches of the new world returned, silver and gold and more.
And it's warm! Although a taxi driver told us it'd get colder again tomorrow. Last night we had a great dinner at the Altamira Restaurant in the old Santa Cruz Barrio: roast leg of lamb with vegetables and a good tempranillo. The waiter scrunched up his nose when we didn't want to order more. The Spainards don't have dinner until 9pm, a large dinner and then a show, Flamenco that doesn't start until at least midnight. We asked a younger local woman how they do that:, with a siesta? and she said no, they just do it that way and she wishes that it was more like the American schedule, because she is tired so often. She's a phamacist.
We're usually the first to sit down to dinner and then others follow. We go back to our room about ten or eleven and we find it hard to sleep so close to eating. I doubt we'll adjust to this schedule before we return home. We enjoyed the Flamenco show so much the first night that we took in another show last night. This is the city for Flamenco...great guitar and singers as well.
While getting lost trying to find our way back to the Hotel Alcazar, we happened upon this spectacular structure. It looked like a couple of giant mushrooms with waffle tops stretched out over a large central plaza of the city. Here's a link to see the Mertropol Parasol. Very cool architecture.
|Tile and stucco in a moorish style|