In the gardens of Real Alcázar in Sevilla |
The adventure began at 1am on Friday morning at the bus station. My roommates and I took an overnight bus and showed up on the streets of Sevilla at 7am Friday with no idea where to go and feeling pretty cranky and tired. We had directions to our hostel and eventually began to figure it out by asking people on the streets. At one point, we were looking for a church and we asked a nice looking woman. She told us to "venga," or come, and we began following her down a series of dark, winding alley ways. At this point, she wasn't saying anything else to us and I felt like I was in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows when Harry is following a woman who he thinks is Bathilda Bagshot. For those of you who aren't familiar with the books, it doesn't end well for Harry. So in my head I was deciding what I would do when this woman attempted to kill us. Luckily for us, she didn't end up being evil and we found our hostel!
Barrio Santa Cruz |
We wandered through colorful Barrio Santa Cruz and did some shopping. We came upon the Cathedral and Real Alcázar. Real Alcázar, the oldest royal palace that is still in use in Europe, is the most breathtaking palace I have ever seen. Every inch of every wall, ceiling and floor was covered in an intricate design of colorful tiles. The palace was sprawling and we spent a few hours wandering around the rooms and the gardens.
In Sevilla, there are orange trees everywhere. Lesson learned: don't eat them, they taste like acid.
Real Alcázar |
That night we went on a pub crawl with our hostel. I made friends from New York, Argentina, London, Scotland, Morocco, Amsterdam, Holland and other parts of Spain. It was really interesting to meet everyone and share stories. I was amazed how easy it was to make connections and friendships with other travelers at the hostel. We instantly bonded over our travels and stories of where we had been and planned to go. I can only hope all my hostel experiences will be as successful as this one! My roommates and I are even hoping to go visit our new friend Holly (her real name is totally unpronounceable but she is from Holland so we called her Holly) in Amsterdam sometime in the next few months.
Before going to Sevilla I had heard a few things about Andalucia, the region in which Sevilla is located. Many people had warned me that the Andalucian accent is very thick and harder to understand. However I found the accent to be understandable and the people from Sevilla to be very patient with us. They listened to us and tried to understand and help us when we spoke Spanish. For this I am forever grateful to the Spaniards we met.
So now it is back to class while visions of Sevilla dance in my head. Check my Flickr on the righthand column of my blog for more pictures!
¡Hasta la próxima!
success and a half...glad we didn´t forget our boat coats!
ReplyDeleteCan I ask you more about the accent? I might go abroad to Seville, and I want to know how difficult it is to understand. Are you good with understanding different accents? How much of the accent there did you catch onto? Do you have any suggestions on what I can do to get used to it. Interesting post btw! :)
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