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Paris in the Meantime

Seville is lousy with orange trees. Every “calle” and every courtyard and every plaza.  Could there be a lime tree?  Oh no, just a bunch of lemons masquerading as oranges.  They are coming into fruit just about now.  While notoriously…

More Moorish

One week in and we have more of it all: Moorish architecture, religious art, ample tapas, and spectacular November weather. Today we started at the Museum of Fine Arts or Museo de Bellas Artes, housed in what was once (a…

The Red One, the Big Red One

It’s possible to take the train from Seville to Granada, 2.5 hours each way, so we did.  We took the direct.  It stopped at Cordoba.  Then it stopped at Puente Genil-Herrera.  Then it took a short stop at Antequera-Santa Ana. …

Angels on the Bottom

You’ll be glad you got ‘em…  There wasn’t a whiff of gothic, baroque or neoclassical in Fats Waller but there was a theme, consistency and something called joy.  Not quite so much Seville’s gothic masterpiece.  This blog has some serious…

Pasion Intenso

That translates to Spanish Fly.  Er… Spanish flyers. We were out to YVR early, through security and to the AF lounge which, in terms of outlook was lovely, although the made to order noodle bar was a bit of a…

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