March 2, 2024
Day 25: Sevilla
This time we did expect the Spanish Inquisition
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We walked down to breakfast at our not cheap "boutique" Hotel Europa. And sure, the walk was pleasant, with the marble steps and tiled walls on the landing.
But you can't eat tile, and when we got to the "breakfast room" we found an alcove only, stocked with not much, and what was there - cheap packaged sweets and clearly stale bread. There were a lot of clients, so it was necessary to wait for a shot at the stuff. The idea was that you could then eat standing up, sitting on a couple of spots in the lobby, or one of the few tables in a small room off the lobby. Another option was to take your plate on the elevator back to your little room. This was an option touted in the Booking listing as "breakfast in your room". My review in Booking will post the truth of this.
The breakfast downer is all we have for the negative side of the Sevilla ledger for today. The rest of it was terrific, stunning, wonderful!
We began with the short walk to the Cathedral. This took us through old narrow streets, lined by balconied buildings, any one of which would be so cool to have an apartment in.
We knew that the Cathedral only opened for tourist visits at 10:30 a.m., but being us, we arrived well over an hour in advance of that. The Cathedral is huge, like the mosque in Cordoba, covering basically a city block. But we arrived at one particular spot, where a beggar was drawing back a leather curtain for people to enter the building, while hoping to collect some donations for himself.
As it happened, this entrance was for believers heading for the mass which was to precede the influx of tourists. So with some coins to the beggar, in we went. In was not lost on us that 532 years after the fact, here were two more or less Jews masquerading as Spanish Christians. This was the exact reason that the Spanish Inquisition was needed - to weed out such riff raff pretenders!
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Having slipped in, we took the risk of snapping some quick shots before taking seats at the back of the mass. The Cathedral is cavernous and of course has some glitsy decorations, but generally with this building there is more wow factor to the outside than in.
With the mass, I try to be (somewhat) respectful, but I "confess" to having to suppress giggles at some of the rituals. However it does genuinely concern me to see otherwise young and intelligent looking people bowing and praying and going along with the whole thing. And when seeing an approximately ten year old in the Communion line, I am with Richard Dawkins in calling that child abuse. These positions will upset some readers (and friends) but they are honest.
As to my own dishonesty in being there, I got outed by Steve Jobs, or at least my darn cell phone. I had been following along with the service on Google Translate in conversation mode, when I thought it said the priest said something about "naughty (or maybe bad) German girls". Say what??
This had me jabbing for the transcript replay button, or just trying to scroll the display backwards. But as always happens, the phone had a mind of its own, and in louder tones than I usually think it is capable of, it began to shout the most recent words of the priest out loud, in English. This had me jabbing the power off button, and the phone responded - "shut down?, ok, hang in there, I'm working on it", while continuing its oration for impossibly long seconds.
The service was "mercifully" over quite soon thereafter. But I have something else to add. Behind the priests and the altar was a massive and high very golden carved wall, with alcoves containing carved scenes. The light conditions were very difficult, but the photo below does give the general idea.
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In aggregate, these just look glitsy and impressive. But let's have a closer look:
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Of course, I was pushing my luck standing up there with my camera, and indeed, Security came to give me the boot. But they booted me past something I had really come to photograph - Christopher Colombus' tomb (Tumba de Cristobal Colon) . So readers, at great personal risk - here is what it looks like:
Meanwhile, Dodie was also being marched out of the place. But Dodie had her stick, and played the old crippled lady card (giving me the time with Columbus). She slow walked her way out in record slow time.
Readers, is this tale one of too much disrespect? If yes, you could write a flame in the Comments...
As mentioned before, the outside of the Cathedral is more impressive than the inside, and it offers really an unlimited number of impressive architectural angles. The half dozen shots below are just a sample.
Surrounding the Cathedral there are very many caleches, all of the same colour and design. The horses, of course, are individuals, but they mostly just stand around looking bored. Here below, two may be discussing how business is going.
Adjacent to the Cathedral is the Real (Royal) Alcazar. This is a palace begun in 913 a.d. as a fort built over a former Visigoth church. That fort was expanded, demolished and rebuilt many times and in many styles. Ferdinand and Isabella made the top floor the royal residence. Today there are many gardens and royal rooms to be seen there. Last year, I got some "Real Alcazar" socks there. These remain a treasured but getting worn out possession.
Having already visited (and bought the socks) last year, we looked on smugly at the long line to buy tickets.
Nearby, mainly in the palm trees, were many parakeets. There are two types, the Monks and the Rose Ringed. We were happy to now see the second type for the first time.
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With some glances back to the Cathedral, we next passed into the "Santa Cruz" district, which is the Jewish Quarter.
We passed by the restaurant where we had met up with Susan Carpenter last year. Good memories.
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Although yes, here is a Portuguese custard tart shop, a main theme in this part of our walk seemed to be Flamenco, or at least Flamenco style clothing.
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We ran up against a city wall, and then into some extensive gardens, called the gardens of the wall (Jardines de Murillo).
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Just beyond the tree we heard music and tapping, and came upon a small troupe of Flamenco artists. Flamenco is really big in this town, which we know first from this tourist shopping bag:
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And from this tourist photo business:
But the troupe was the real thing, so into it, and in good training.
If you liked the photos, check out the video!
Walking on through the garden, we see how water features are important in this hot country, or for the Moors, from even hotter places.
The furthest extent of our walk was into the Maria Louisa Park, which is the largest green area of the city. The park is large, but it contains a jewel, which is the also large Plaza de Espana. Although one might call it a square (Plaza) it is mainly a huge semi-circle of gorgeous buildings, with a tall tower at each end, and a lower one in the middle. There is a semi-circular moat that parallels the buildings, with rental boats rowing along, and a fountain in the centre of it all.
Here is part of that layout:
There are so many gorgeous aspects of this place. A key one is the tile work, which is to be found everywhere. For example in the lamp posts:
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There are four bridges, Venice style, over the moat, making for wonderful images:
The four bridges represent Castile, Leon, Aragon, and Navarre, the four ancient kingdoms of Spain. But then all around the semi-circle are 52 tiled niches, each depicting a province of Spain, with some kind of tiled image, and usually a tile map of the province and its surroundings.
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We had walked a lot and needed to find a restaurant. But we found most crowded, and also based on somehow eating outside standing. We have seen that in Germany, in the StehCafe (standing cafe), but we needed as seat!
So we took (another) chance on a fast food burger - at a place called The Good Burger. It features a bike in its logo, that's something. And in fact, it was good!
Around the corner, at a "real" restaurant, a burger was twice the price:
We finally returned to our "home" street, and were interested to see that we are considered to be on the Camino. That's cool, because actually, we are. We will be in Santiago de Compostella before too long.
One more thing. Before the lame breakfast, before our early arrival at the Cathedral, we got up extra early to go visit the bikes in the distant garage. They needed a visit, because they both had totally flat front tires! We pulled the tubes and replaced them with new ones, looking in vain for what had caused the flats. Looking, or doing anything was made tough and annoying by an almost universal European thing now - the use of motion sensor lights. These lights turn on when they first see you and turn off, usually about 60 seconds later. By that time you are in the middle of a staircase, or mostly motionless in a toilet stall, or in our case today, needing about 60 minutes of light to fix two bikes. For those 60 minutes, we had to break off what we were doing and run around waving our arms, to wake the lights back up! So we must have done this 60 times?
We took pleasure in smuggling the two damaged inner tubes back into our room, where we treated them to a dip in the boutique hotel's bathtub. A bathtub is a luxury for finding a leak, compared to a sink! Dodie's leak was a standard puncture, along the running surface of the tire/tube. And mine was the same - nothing to do with the late night repair in Penaflor. We patched the tubes and put them away - for next time!
Today's ride: 9 km (6 miles)
Total: 1,075 km (668 miles)
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p.s. I often wonder why "believers" always trust the FAA, rather than pray and believe their plane will rise into the air and stay there!
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