2nd stop: Seville!!!

We got into Seville late that evening, after our bus driver took MANY wrong turns. We walked around forever (in these adorably quaint little streets lined with, what else but orange trees!...too bad they are just for decoration!) before finding a place that was open and would serve us tapas. As we were walking home we ran into some super friendly Americans who got our number and we met up with them at the discoteca the next night.

The next day, we got up and went to the Cathedral de Seville which was simply stunning (second largest in the world). Tons of art, the tomb of Cristobal Colon, the Giralda tower with magnificent views at the top, and a garden courtyard with, what else: orange trees.



Pictures really just don't do justice!!!


The worlds largest pearl



The tomb of Christopher Columbus!...sry it was dark, and of course no flash allowed!:(


The top of the Giralda Tower. Such a good view of the Cathedral, and the city




After the Cathedral we walked across the street to the Alcazar, which is where Columbus was greeted by Ferdinand and Isabella upon his return to Spain from the Americas. It is also where the current King Juan Carlos and Queen Sofia stay when they come to Seville. There were gorgeous gardens!





...Don't worry I am always prepared with my secret money belt!!hahah It works like a charm.;)



After that, we were tired so we went back to the hotel to take a siesta. Later, we walked around and saw the Plaza de Espana, got some dinner, and went back to the hotel to head to the flamenco show.



...However, we left about 5 minutes after the group did, and Andrew started leading us in the complete opposite way. So when he made a futile attempt at asking someone for directions, and failed miserably. Alex ended up grabbing the map and took charge. It was hilarious because she was panicked/on an adrenaline high and after asking someone for directions she would TAKE OFF running in the maze-y streets! She definitely wasted no time at all and somehow got us to the theatre. Anyways, it was quite the adventure and we arrived to the flamenco show drenched in sweat. It was pretty funny.

As you can tell, Alex was pretty proud of herself for getting us to the Flamenco show.


The angry/tired faces from running around Seville trying to find the theatre





 We got back at the hotel at around 11 and left for the discoteca “BOSS” a little after 12. And I can honestly say you haven’t lived until you’ve gone clubbing in southern Spain. It was so much fun! 

Although it was probably 2/3 Americans, it felt really diverse. The most memorable characters were these group of African guys who were, all wearing these silver chains with Africa pendants on them. One in particular had a total 70s throwback outfit: color blocked mustard and grey colored sweater vest, dark wash jeans, black jacket and bright silver aviator sunglasses (and of course, the Africa bling). Seriously, Kanye West had nothing on him.
 Then they all got up and started dancing in synch on the stage. I loved every minute of it! 

The music was cool, but overly remixed. They’d play 30 seconds of a song we loved (or 4 minutes repeating the same 10 seconds of a song over and over again), then change it over to something else. So it got random at some times: they played “Sweet Home Alabama” out of the BLUE, which of course all the drunk Americans loved at that point.

 The next morning we arose and walked around for a little bit, then headed onto Cordoba.