23. April 2019
Hoy me he asomado al balcón de Mar de Cádiz,
y he tenido un diálogo con los duendes que duermen en sus caracolas;
Hoy he rozado mi piel con las rocas de la Caleta,
y me emborraché con el eco de sus historias;
Hoy en esta playita, el levante que no volverá,
ha atado mi alma inquieta;
Y mis pies mojados de agua y mis manos cargadas de arena.
Mi Libertad pregunta: ¿Dónde guardan las olas su tristeza?
[Eva Ma Rodríguez Gavira. 2003]
We find a nice cafe to have breakfast at and then walk down to the beach one more time in order to walk the southest we can get. Unfortunately, access to the little island isn’t allowed.
21. April 2019
It takes a while today to get out of the house (if you’ve been following our adventures, you probably know why). At 11.15 we finally make it down to the beach and Balcón de Europa. From there, you have great views over the coast. My personal highlight though are the parrots. You hear them everywhere but you need to look a bit closer to actually see them. They’re so fast when they transport sticks of woods and other stuff from palm tree to palm tree to build their nests. Adorable birds, but very loud.
It’s difficult to wake Rodrigo up before 10am, but somehow I manage. We have to bring our suitcases to the main bus station and store them there. At 10, we meet Atousa and Lena again for some Porras with lots and lots of hot chocolate sauce, a typical Spanish breakfast.
In Vienna, Rodrigo and I always have discussions about how one cannot have breakfast at 1pm anymore. In Spain, it can easily happen. So I am not surprised when we only set off at around 12 to have breakfast. I don’t even question it anymore.
Today we decide not to take any public transport and walk into the city centre, looking the most touristy that is possible, equipped with cameras, lenses, belts and what not. So here we go: Sevilla in pictures (Rodri’s and mine)!
Actually, I gave up blogging a while ago. It just took up too much of my time. Choosing photos, editing, etc. is not easy if you’re an absolute perfectionist and at the same time have to grade tons of exams and papers.
Here I am though, enjoying the beauty of Andalucia. Rodrigo convinced me it’d be nice for his and my family to read about what we’re up to. Which is why for the first time ever the entries will be in English, so that his family can read this too (and my family can have loads of fun with google translate fails!).
I’ll keep it simple this time, publish on the go, add a couple of randomly chosen pictures, maybe not even edited (let’s see how long I can handle this…) and a few words about the highlights.