Seville is pretty awesome apart from one thing, the toilet situation. Can’t flush paper down the toilet, so it has to go in the bin. Which you then have to carry down to the street to put in the public rubbish chutes. It was also in Seville that I discovered that there is such thing as a toilet smaller than an airplane toilet. They live in the hole-in-the-wall bars in Spain. You have to sit side-saddle on the toilet to use it because there’s not enough space in front of it for your knees, or on one side because the sink is above the seat. They had the men’s and women’s right next to each other in a rectangular wooden box, about the size of a church confessional box. While I was in there I wouldn’t have been surprised if a little window opened up in the wall to the men’s side with a priest in there asking for confession.
But if you can deal with that then Seville is pretty damn good. They make wine from oranges for starters.
It was too hard to pick only a few pictures from Seville for the last post so here’s a picture-heavy post to make you want to book a trip to Seville.
The Alcazar palace is freaking insane. I didn’t think anything would compete with the Alhambra in Granada but I was wrong.
We discovered a great way to enjoy the palace with almost no-one else there. You hang around until closing time, 5pm in winter, and just before closing time you go into the main palace. Because it’s the first thing you go into when you enter there’s no new people, and because the whole complex is so huge the guards have a hard time shooing people out. So we and about 10 other people had the run of the palace for a full 30min after closing time. And we ended up with some awesome pictures (as well as being able to enjoy the palace in peace).
Next up is the cathedral which is the biggest in Spain.
It was also in Seville where we discovered that “huevos” and “huevas” are not the same thing. HuevOs are eggs, so Pedr likes eggs and decided to order some huevAs that were on the menu. We didn’t think it would make a difference that they weren’t called huevOs, but it turns out that huevAs are actually fish roe and Pedr’s not a big fan of that. So I ended up eating most of his dinner that night.
Impressed immensely by participation in different form of toilet paper disposal
You’ll be even more impressed to know that Pedr was carrying the little baggie of fun down to the street. It took us a couple of days to figure out where it needed to go because the instructions from our host weren’t very clear.