Andalucia Day Four

Today I had cake for breakfast. I resisted it for ages, while I indulged in fruit, yoghurt, fried egg, mushrooms, baked beans, courgettes, two croissants, two coffees... Then I just had to have a small slice...

Today was also a walking record for me. We left the hotel at 10am, and came back by 5.30pm - much of it walking with only a couple of sit downs, including the best (and most expensive) sit down - in a horse and carriage sight-seeing tour!

I am stonkered. Especially as we got lost, and the phone's battery had run out (I'd been taking photos with it), otherwise it could have guided us back, no bother. I now have a wee portable charging gizmo, which is quite hard to explain without any Spanish, but after being shown a few things with plugs, it eventually clicked with the girl what I wanted.

The expected thunderstorms did not eventuate, though at one point I did have to fight my way into my very handy voluminous plastic poncho. Then the rain stopped. Anyway, I can see that I'd be just as wet inside the poncho - I was stewed in the short time I had it on. In the afternoon it rained again, but we just stayed in our nice wee tapas bar and looked out till it was over.

Our walking tour highlight was the completely OTT cathedral. We saw the grave of Christopher Columbus. Or at least, a few grams of his remains. The cathedral was immense, and very very very crowded.

When the tour ended we walked to the Plaza de España, which was quite far. But it was well worth it! What an amazing place, set in a huge park. The colourful ceramics on the walls and steps and bridges and pillars were stunning. We were so glad we'd made the effort to get there. But the thought of walking all the way back did not appeal, so we decided to splurge out and got the horse and carriage back. And what a treat that was. We meandered through the huge park, round by the many important buildings, back past the cathedral and then dropped off near our hotel which we had pointed out on the map. Wrongly.. We were miles away...

Our horse, Gabriel, was so good, just trotting along in busy traffic. But I suppose they're used to it. We looked out for any of our group in the crowds so that we could wave to them from our fancy carriage, but didn't see any, so we just waved at complete strangers.

Off out to the nearest tapas bar for dinner. Phone charged up in case we get lost...

Seville is a wonderful city!

PS For the first time I've been able to add extra photos on my iPad!
Check out the model's photo shoot spoiled by a wee family,
The owner, Bruno, at the cafe where we had a wonderful meal,
and a Seville cat who was sleeping by a monument while our tour guide explained all about it.(The monument, not the cat)