So okay, I did say that it was fitting to celebrate my 21st anniversary of moving to Sevilla by working (tapas tour!) and I did have a great time with my group, toasting ME at every stop. But I still wanted to do something personal. So as the following day was a “day off” I met my dear friend Edu for lunch and we visited a few places in my old barrio, stopping for wine and snacks along the way. This also seemed fitting, to go back to where it all started. And one of our stops was even where Sevilla Tapas began. It was fabulous afternoon of the old and the new, as we finished off for a last drink across the street from my first home, where Bar Campanario used to be and where La Azotea is now. Perfect.
Lua in my first Sevilla home
At about 8pm on September 21st 1993 I drove into Sevilla with my two cats Lua and Sunny and all my worldly possessions. A friend had brought us down from Salamanca in a borrowed car and we timed our arrival to meet with the landlord at my new home to pick up the keys. Well, we were there on time, but my landlord wasn’t, so we spent the next three hours parked out front (those poor cats) ordering food & drinks from the bar across the street, which ended up becoming my “living room” over the next year (my new place was very nice but also very small). Wow, 21 years ago.
So much has happened since then, lots of it I’ve shared with you guys here over the past 8 years. Today I’m celebrating my anniversary by … working! I have a tapas tour in a few minutes. But really, it’s a fitting way to celebrate. I arrived in Sevilla with no money, no job and not knowing a soul. It was pretty tough going at times but I never gave up, because I knew I’d found my true home in the world. And I still feel that way. So I shall have a cheeky glass of cava tonight and be thankful that I’m working at something I love in a city I adore, and look forward to a bed full of cats when I get home. Life is good.
I took this pic on my way home from an afternoon Sherry & Flamenco event yesterday (I know, sucks being me) and was suddenly struck by the different blue in the sky, and those white things. And while winter is still a ways away it also occurred to me that what we call winter in Sevilla many people call autumn, or in some places, summer. But there’s a definite change in the weather. Aside from the storms predicted for this week (and we can sure use the water) I still look forward to wearing my sandals for at least another month and a half. Maybe two. When I have to put on socks and shoes that’s what I call winter.
Major WEATHER forecasted for this week, including several days of thunderstorms.
I have no idea how I first came to hear this fabulous version of Stormy Weather (took some doing to find it on YouTube since I didn’t even know the name of the artists) but it’s been an earworm since looking at the storm clouds on my iPhone. That very rare occasion of having an earworm that I love. Enjoy!
As you probably know I’ve spent a good part of the summer doing research for my latest venture Azahar Travels which, aside from offering lots of information about Spain, also offers a personal trip planning service for people visiting Andalucía. And so there I was this week tweaking this, organising that, and otherwise faffing around with all my research material, all the while wondering when I would properly launch this baby. And then I got an email from a couple who’d taken a tapas tour with me two years ago and who were coming back. And they asked if they could hire me to organise their two-week holiday. How cosmic is that?
Anyhow, I am thrilled. I sent P & G information about the service including fees and they thought it was fabulous. I am hired. And I realise now that I was prepared all along, I just needed this push. Okay, right into the deep end (swim or sink!) but I may have put things off indefinitely otherwise. Even though basically this is the kind of job – not unlike my food tours – that requires constant research and updating. And as requests come in about things I am not familiar with, then I can easily find out. Because I live here! Nothing is too far away, nowhere is totally unknown. So – again like with my food tours – I will learn and grow along with my clients. So excited guys! And I actually love that it’s begun this way. It feels like a natural “next step”. Wish me luck!
I love tomatoes.
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As I mentioned the other day, I decided to visit my dentist after losing yet another filling (along with large chunk of tooth). I was sure I’d lost five fillings, but it turned out there were only four missing (it’s possible I lost bits of filling from the same tooth twice) and my dentist wasted no time in getting down to work. I have to first explain that I think I have the BEST dentist in Sevilla. He is always about saving teeth, and will fill and re-fill teeth rather than opt for more expensive options like crowns. He has repaired my old fillings many times now, even replacing them for free if they fall out again within a year or so. But the truth is that some of my molars don’t have much tooth left to work with after old crappy fillings fall out.
This morning I got to the office and told the assistent why I haven’t been there for over two years. She remembered the cancer and so I explained my reasoning about not wanting to spend whacks of money on dental work until I (hopefully!) get the five-year all clear after the next PET scan. But my dentist had other ideas. He was going to fill one lower molar and said the other lower one (the one I lost last week) needed a crown. I asked if I could wait until October and he said better not to considering how damaged it is. Apparently the top two teeth can wait but not this one. What can I say? I trust this guy.
So he got work, giving me lots of extra freezing because he remembered that I have very sensitive teeth and tend to get nervous (who me?) in the chair. At one point the assistent commented on the lovely gentle music playing and he said “Yeah, I put it on for her to help her relax”. To me “Is it working? Are you relaxed?” Cracked me up. And so I now have a new filling, actually a semi-reconstructed tooth with two pins to hold the filling. And next week I go for the first step for getting my crown. I was almost too scared to ask the price but it ended up more reasonable than expected, and they even said I can pay it in two instalments. On the way out I was given a few tubes of special toothpaste for extra-sensitive teeth… really glad now that I didn’t put this off.
How’s your dentist? I’ve never had one like this guy.