Cathedral |
Anyways, Friday was rainy and gross, so we dropped off our bags at the hotel before heading over to the Cathedral and Giralda (bell tower) to check it out. It was cool and definitely provided a drastic contrast from the last Cathedral we went to, Sagrada Familia. The best part was probably the views from the bell tower, even though it was rainy and foggy. Next we headed to Triana, a neighborhood in Sevilla, to meet up with Rebecca, our friend who recently moved to Sevilla from a small pueblo. We went to a local place and got some tapas to share, paella, croquetas caseras, bacalao, patatas with this spicy sauce, and this giant calamari thingy. The bacalao (cod) and the patatas were my favorites; that sauce was to die for!
From the top of las Setas |
On Saturday, we got up and made breakfast. During breakfast, we met a girl named Alexis who is an Auxiliar in Madrid. Then we headed out to visit Alcazar, a Moor Palace used during 1000-1500 or so. Alexis happened to be heading there as well, so we walked over together, chatting. Alcazar was cool, but a little bit out of context for me, just because I didn't really know what was going on. It was also ruined for me when I looked down and realized that my hand was swelling. Three of my fingers were increasing in size for no apparent reason, and it was definitely disconcerting. I'm still not sure what is going on with that, but I might be seeing a doctor, so I will let you know...
We wanted to get on the four o'clock bus back to Zafra, so we headed over to Plaza de Espana to check it out. It was gorgeous! There were all these fountains, and mosaic tile pictures of all the capitals of the regions of Spain. We were happy to see Badajoz and Zafra represented :) Best of all, it was warm! I even took off my scarf and my coat. I CANNOT WAIT UNTIL SPRING!! It wasn't that much further south, but for some reason it was insanely warmer.
After picking up our bags at the hostel, we headed to the bus station. I didn't get a picture, but along the way I had an AHHH-MAZING bocadillo de chorizo frito (sandwich of fried chorizo)! I already knew that I really liked chorizo, but this took it to a whole new level. The United States needs to get on Spain's level, because the chorizo here is from another world good! Finally we got on the bus, where I promptly fell asleep, as usual, and then we were home. Another successful trip! Today we were glad to have a day of nothing though. Sometimes I just need those days.