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I am happy to report that The Dude is looking a bit more chipper these days. I’ve been quite worried about him, especially because this year’s brutally hot summer seemed to really take it out of him (he looked so worn down and I kept wondering where he got water to drink). But he seems to be back, clearly reigning over his territory in the Barrio Santa Cruz, with a girlfriend or two. And people just love him. I’ve honestly never known a more laid back street cat. I have always thought that he must have a home somewhere (street cats don’t usuallyl live as long as he has), but as someone recently suggested, he probably has many homes and many many names. I still think he might be Loki’s dad, as the litter of abandoned kittens were found not far from where The Dude abides. You never know.
After suffering through an hour surrounded by pijos at a new bar opening, this was the antidote. Sevilla’s oldest bar. Felt like myself again…
… I arrived in Sevilla with a car full of cats (Lua & baby Sunny) and all my worldly possessions. A friend had driven me down from Salamanca, where I’d spent my first year-and-a-bit in Spain. A couple of weeks previously I’d come down to Sevilla to look for an apartment and found this little top floor studio in Mateos Gago, which I couldn’t afford but by some miracle the landlord let me take it without a deposit, so I reckoned it was fate. Looking back I have no idea how I thought I would “make it” here, showing up with no money and no work, and there were indeed some very tough times. But I’m not one to give up on the things I love and Sevilla was, and continutes to be, one of those things.
casa azahar 