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Published: August 1st 2013
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Sevilla Cathedral
The palm trees and horse carts immediately made me think of Luxor, Egypt - and that constant haggling. Found myself oddly avoiding them. An intense, but still oddly very enjoyable day. Since I left my cord in Madrid, I had to catch the 6:25 train back. That meant getting up literally at the crack of day in Toledo, and walking to the train station basically in the night. Was nice, though. Cool and it smelled good. A refreshing change from the usual crush of tourist. In at Madrid by 7, I sped walked back the 20 minutes to my hotel, grabbed the charger, and sped walked back to the train station, just in time for my 2 and a half hour bullet train South to Sevilla.
This is true Spain, this countryside around Sevilla. It's hot and arid, but also oddly tropical and lush. I saw my first palm trees today. And this region, and really all of Southern Spain, is such an odd combination of Christian and Muslim. Andalusia is actually an Arabic world, Al- Andalus. The Moors, the Muslims that is, controlled this area for a long time before the Christians somewhat rudely pushed them back into Africa. From what I call tell, these Moors were nicer people at least. They accepted nearly all faiths and respected great learning, whereas the
Massive, Soaring Nave
Just goes up and up. Can't help feeling small in here, which I guess is the point. Christians, once they conquered, kicked out the Jews and created the Inquisition. Funny how history work - who we view as the "good" guys.
And this Arabic influence is incredibly pronounced in Seville. The Alcazar, although a Christian palace, was designed in the Moorish style, and throughout town you see the classic Arab horse-shoe arch. And just like last summer in Turkey and Egypt, the palace is slathered in tile. Actually really missed those two countries today. Besides that, Seville actually has the largest cathedral in the world in area (but St. Peter's and St. Paul's are still technically bigger). For the first time in a long while I was actually realized moved by this massive place. It's just so massive, and you feel so incredibly small.
Hot, though, almost brutally so, and I'm pretty sure I've burned my feet into a perfect looking sandal. Which sucks because my foot tan from last summer, baked on in Egypt, only just went away a couple of months ago. I do like it here, though - Seville has a kick to it, is a lively, fun place, and the people here just truly seem happy to be alive. My enjoyment
Looking Up at Dome
Plateresque dome, which means silver, because the intricate tracery looks like the work of silversmiths. of Spain had been faltering this past week, but it suddenly got a nice injection of life. I like this part of Spain. This is where they dance flamenco and bull-fight.
Tomorrow I head first to Cordoba, and then take a bus to Granada. Should be fun.
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