This was actually my 3rd time stopping in Seville. It’s the essential transit point between southern Portugal and Andalusia, Spain.
I really do enjoy the city.
Seville got very, very rich after being named the royal monopoly port for trade with the growing Spanish colonies in the Americas and the influx of riches from them.
I’d walked the famous Cathedral in the past, so this time signed up for therooftop tour. Very cool.
The technology in how they made this massive structure is fascinating.
I’d recommend rooftop over the regular tour as you actually do walk through the Cathedral coming and going to the top, as well.
My guide swears this is the REAL tomb of Christopher Columbus. But there’s another in the Dominican Republic. One or the other might be the brother of Columbus.
Hemingway in his short story Death in the Afternoon:
“There is one town that would be better than Aranjuez to see your first bullfight in if you are only going to see one and that is Ronda.
That is where you should go if you ever go to Spain on a honeymoon or if you ever bolt with anyone. The entire town and as far as you can see in any direction is romantic background.”
I can’t recall getting the highest Excellence rating — but always got Gold, the second highest.
Worst was the … PARTICIPATION ribbon. 😀
Unsurprisingly, it was finally cancelled due to being “discouraging to those who needed the most encouragement“. And sometimes resulted in “destructive eating and exercise practices” by the least fit.
I’m always leery of awards programs for kids. At many Gymnastics Clubs I tried to discontinue the annual “awards” night.
These memories came back after listening to Canada’s greatest comedian talking about how traumatized he was by the annual humiliation. Rick Mercer couldn’t do the flex arm hang.
As an adult Rick become surprisingly fit, trying many different sports for his TV shows.
Recovering from injuries in the village ofThree Pines, Armand Gamache, former Chief Inspector of Homicide with the Sûreté du Québec,has found a peace he’d only imagined possible.
Until his friend Clara seeks him out, when her artist husband fails to come home.
Together with his former second-in-command, Jean-Guy Beauvoir, a group of the regulars goes on the road to solve the mystery of the disappearance.
There’s far less action than usual. More philosophy.
Though different than the usual Gamache fare, I still enjoyed the book.