Saturday, April 26, 2014

Seville: The Alcazar and Flamenco

My first impression of Seville was a poor one because the  Hilton Hotel was new but built in a previously industrial area with lots of closed businesses. We learned to walk to the bus stop and catch the #3...which we did many times.

Catch bus #3 here



The #3 runs up and back on Avenida de Constitution, parallel with the Guadelquiver River. Taking the tourist boat cruise was relaxing and educational. I recommend it for 15 Euro ($20).


A great bus stop landmark for us is right in front of the Plaza del Toros (the bullring. ..which I'd never attend).


Seville is a walking around city, so wear your most comfortable shoes. Mine were retired last year after 26 years... but I now have a new pair of Clarks - British walking shoes - the best!)
Head for the Alcazar and spend time wandering.

The old Jewish area is called the Barrios de Santa Cruz and has all the shops and tapas restaurants..



Wandering...





 Wandering..






What's this? That's the Giraldo tower and it is attached to the massive and ornate Cathedral (barely seen above the trees.) It is also right across from the Alcazar entrance. We walked the spiral path up to the top of Giraldo tower. I nearly died.



Yep, we found the Cathedral


Check out the detail...
The Cathedral and Giraldo Tower


And on our right, we found the line in to see the Alcazar



Plumbing and irrigation were built into the structure








The gardens... I've not done them justice, but picture the ladies of this Islamic Palace having this space to wander and contemplate.










Wandering in the Barrios de Santa Cruz is where we found a great place to see the amazing art of Flamenco.
It's called "Casa de Guittara" (Gene saw all the guitars and stopped in his tracks.)
















I can't describe the beauty of the performance...I cried. The guitar player was so talented, the older famous singer's (Pepe Leon) talent so apparent,  and the lady dancer was like watching a play (her expressions! ) Her hands were graceful as a ballerina,  by contrast, when she lifted her skirts and stomped rhythmically in time to the clapping,  the 'tweens in the audience dropped their jaws. The  little kids were mesmerized. I thought, "how great are these parents to expose their kids to this awesome tradition."












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