It was fantastic!
And we almost didn’t go! But then after having coffee in bed we decided to go out for brekky at our favourite breakfast bar and our plan was to go for a walk along the river. But we ran into our friend José Miguel there and he mentioned the Rastro (Sunday market) and so we decided to go there instead.
I’d never been to that particular Rastro before but was not surprised to see that it was just as pathetic and junky as all the other ones I’ve been to here. We weren’t exactly sure of its location so ended up going the long way round, crossing fields and passing under bridges … but we got there eventually. Came across a gypsy camp under one of the bridges and I really wanted to take some photos but we decided that a) it would be intrusive and b) we didn’t want to ‘lose’ our camera.
What a shame because it was just like a scene out of a film with the tents and the campfire going, women in long skirts, kids everywhere. But later on we came across a group of gypsy women just outside the Rastro and I got a photo of them. Also took a couple of the Rastro just to show how totally cheesy it was. On the way back we decided to stop at the ‘abba hotel’ (yes, that’s its name) because we wanted to check out its rooftop terrace and have a cold beer there. But although the terrace and sundeck was open the bar wasn’t, so we made our way through Triana until we found a nice place on the riverbank that served the frostiest ice-cold beer ever – well worth the wait.
By then (about 1.30pm) we were getting peckish so we stopped for a couple of tapas at one of my favourite places in Triana, called La Primera del Puente. Nog had never been there before (though I believe Teuchter and Mr T found their way there one day during their visit last spring) and he loved it.
And now we are home again, feeling very ‘happy tired’ after having been out for about four hours, most of that time walking. It was a splendid morning with clear blue sunny skies and a perfect temperature for walking (and sitting outside drinking cold beer).
You can see for yourself 🙂
casa azahar 
Lovely photos! I recognised quite a few places. Definitely going to have to come back one of these days.
Mr T’s in Spain this week – golfing somewhere near Malaga.
Lucky old me gets to stay here and work myself into the ground. Harrumph
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Nice walk! I have finally lifted my head from cleaning house. . .maybe tomorrow I can get a good walk in. I’ll probably need it, I probably gained 5 pounds just from the spinach and artichoke dip and the Death By Chocolate cake. . .
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I just checked the 5-day forecast and am extra glad we got out and about yesterday when it was sunny and 25º … apparently by Friday it will be pissing down with rain and only 13º. 😕
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“Definitely going to have to come back one of these days.”
Anytime. 🙂
I just saw your comment on Fotki – that’s so cool that you were right where Nog is standing in that photo of Primera del Puente.
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I liked the photos! Very beautiful.
We did some walking Saturday, and it was a really nice, sunny day, and not too cold to be outdoors. Though we did a lot of our walking indoors.
If I manage to visit Sevilla someday, I’d like to see some of those places.
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Maybe check out cheap charter flights from Chicago to Málaga? It’s just a 2 1/2 hour train ride from there to Sevilla. And Teuchter will confirm that Nog & I are great tour guides. 🙂
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From what I’ve seen at various online ticketing agents, we could find a reasonably priced flight and decent accomodations without any real difficulty. The tricky part will be arranging enough time off to really spend some time enjoying those fabulous tours and the awesome company. 😀 That, and my Spanish is pretty pathetic.
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Ten days oughtta do it … a bit more if you can manage it. There’s a nice pension just around the corner for 40€ a night. I recommend mid-late March (not April!) or else anytime in May. After that it just gets too darned HOT.
“That, and my Spanish is pretty pathetic.”
Well, if Nog can manage then so can you. 😉
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*envy*
*looks out through window, heavy snowfall and slushy, wet and slippery on ground level*
*returns to watch small brown dots in microscope*
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I’ll keep those suggestions in mind. While we do occasionally see some hot days here in Chicago, I prefer being outdoors when it’s cool to warm, and not quite hot yet.
I don’t think I could get ten days off at a time, though- but we’ll see what happens. It would be so cool to see all of those gorgeous places in your photos.
That said, we’d both like to visit Sweden someday, too, dragonqueen.
I want to go EVERYWHERE! I’d better have a windfall one of these days…
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Those photos were so great…especially all the tiles! Those colors made my eyes happy. The architecture is really varied in Sevilla, it made it look like such an old city — which it definitely is.
That’s the thing you don’t see in the U.S., a visual record of the *age* of our cities. Unless you go back to St. Petersburg, and a few places on the East Coast, 220 years is about it, here.
California is famous for it’s Missions, though, started in a line from San Diego up to San Francisco by Father Junipero Serra, along a trail (or road, sort of) named the Camino Real. Now those are old from the late 1600s to the late 1700s, and most of the 26 have been restored.
You are so lucky to be able to walk through history on a sunny afternoon. “Street of the Inquistion”? Tell about that one…
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