This we I am proud to announce that I have gone and returned from my first SOLO trip in Europe! I planned, executed and wondered all by myself, woop woop!
Monday morning I headed down to Seville, on the southern coast of spain. After taking only one wrong bus I found my great hostel, Oasis Backpacker's Palace, fit with lounge, pool, and bar. I grabbed some breakfast, locked up my bag and joined in a free walking tour of the city.
We had a great guide, Angel, a local working for Pancho tours and started our tour at the Cathedral, the third largest in europe and the absolute largest in Spain. Attached is the arabic Giralda tower, used back in the day to sound when people should take a break and pray. Along the way we went along the river Guadalquivir and saw another tower, the Golden Tower and where we stood actually used to be underwater and you can see the erosion at the base of the tower. We walked to the part of the city built for the world's fair but however wasn't used becuase the great depression hit. The parks throughout the city were
in full bloom and as we trekked in them we stop to learn some dances and learn about statues dedicated to artists and even a celebrity that apparently even the Queen of England bows to! We ended the tour at the University of Sevilla, once a tobacco factory, where the famous play "Carmen" is based off of, and went off to Huelva Ocho in a back neighborhood to get some tapas. Back at the hostel to soak up the sun I got to meet a handful of new people studying and visitng Europe and to exchange stories, what a life!
Since the first tour was so great I hopped on the "Sunset" tour with an adorable guide, Anya who had more energy than in a Red Bull I swear. She brought us around telling all the hidden legends and secrets of Sevillian life. We walked from the Cathedral around to the Jewish quarter, behind the gardens of the Alcazar and even got to see Don Juan's play-house. Along the way I was able to see just how lively and vibrant this city really is. Couples of all ages were out and about giggling like teenagers while other groups of
friends were huddled around tables enjoying company and cervesas together. The tour lasted right up until the Flamenco show at the same spot we had lunch.
A-MA-ZING. From the beginning, with just a singer and guitarist to the very last tap of the dancers heels I had chills up and down my arms. What a passionate and soulful exibition of art. The way they dance is as if they are trying their hardest to prove something, as if they are dancing to say "Hey, look at me now!". I wanted to wait to see a show here, rather in Barcelona and I'm so happy I did because in this unique little bar I could sit right up on the planks the dancers were on and literally see the sweat start to bead up on their foreheads. And the sangria wasn't a bad addition either
Day two of my little vacation I took a late morning train to nearby beach town, Cadiz. Straight off the station I didn't bother to look for a map and went straight into the business of hunting down the beach, which didn't take long, St. Maria beach is just 10 minutes from the
station and while fairly empty when I got there, was pretty crowded with students and family and even sailors when I woke up from a little sun snooze. While I didn't take the time to wander the city too much, since the beach was really the only reason of me going there but I did get to pass a gorgeous fortress looking entry to the city and a beautiful flower surrounded fountain in the front!
All in all I had a great mini- get away and vacation before I come home, to all those counting it is 3 days! AHHHH!
Thank you and Love you all!!
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