Life's about experiences. These are mine.
It has become progressively busier over the three days that we have been in Seville partly, we belatedly discovered, becuase yesterday was a regional holiday, Día de Andalucía, when the locals celebrate what little independence they have been granted from Madrid.… Read the rest
Seeing the queues outside the Real Alcazar yesterday we took the precaution of prebooking a slot for today. I’m glad that we did as it was busy both inside and out.
Real Alcazar sounds like it should be a football team (at least I think so) in the same vein as Real Madrid and Real Bettis but is, in fact, an amazing Moorish palace.… Read the rest
Over breakfast this morning Helen and I were debating the weighty topic of whether to risk going out without a coat this morning. Our weather apps concurred that it was only eight degrees outside. Eight degrees in the UK in February is enough to send me running for my coat along with my hat and scarf but here it seemed a bit of overkill.… Read the rest
A familiar response when I tell people that we are off on holiday is “again?” I am aware that we go away a reasonable amount and do plan our trips away a long time in advance but nevertheless it does always strike me as an odd response.… Read the rest