Last weekend (because I am crazy late on my posting) I went to Sevilla and Cordoba! It was super fun, and it was nice to see all the people in the UGA Sevilla program, but it was exhausting and definitely reinforced how happy I am that I live in Cadiz.
We started off with a two hour bus ride to Sevilla early Saturday morning. When we got there, we dropped our luggage off at the hotel, and went to the Catedral de la Santa Maria de la Sede, the third largest cathedral in the world. Unfortunately, our tour guide was from the university in Sevilla and turned what was supposed to be an hour-long tour into a four-hour cathedral extravaganza. It was not exciting. However, at the end we got to climb the Giralda, or the bell tower. After being so bored for so long, my roommate and I ran up the 34 ramps to the top, which I sincerely regretted later. The views were spectacular; Sevilla really is a beautiful city. Then we went to the Alcazar (one of the Moorish palaces), which I was really excited about, but because we spent so long at the Cathedral we had to rush through the palace tour. It was still breathtaking, but by that point I was so blinded by hunger that I could hardly pay attention. At 4 pm (after eating breakfast at 7am) we finally were dismissed to eat, and I had my go-to bocadillo de tortilla de espana (a carb-fest sandwich with a potato omlette inside of it) and a sangria (I thought the Cadiz sangria was better). Then we had a futbol (soccer) game against the UGA en Sevilla program which we one 7-1 and I was a cheerleader for, due to my complete lack of coordination.
That night we went to a very fancy hotel for a tapas dinner on the roof provided by the program. The food was good, but very little of it was vegetarian and eating tapas never really leaves you feeling satisfied. Luckily, every time we found something that had meat in it or we didn’t like, we just yelled “Taylor, it’s an emergency!” and our friend Taylor came and ate it. That night, we went out to a couple bars, but in Sevilla the night life really doesn’t start until 4am. At Cadiz, none of the clubs open until then, but you can usually find a pretty hoppin’ bar to hang out in until then. In Sevilla, there was nothing, so we went to bed early-ish.
I liked Cordoba much better than Sevilla. It was much smaller (therefore minimizing chances at getting lost), and a little cooler (95 degrees as opposed to 100). I definitely prefer Cadiz over both, though. In Cordoba we toured the city with the same tour guide as we had the previous day, who was blatantly prejudiced against the Cadiz kids. Granted, we hadn’t been that polite the previous day, but he was a total dick. Plus, he was nipping all day and it was gross. We walked around the city, including the Calle de Judios (Street of the Jews). There, I saw the only synagogue I’ve ever seen that contained a crucifix (it was actually a converted church). The big deal site in Cordoba, though, was the mezquita (mosque), which was also the only mosque I’ve ever seen that contained a plethora of crucifixes. It was absolutely beautiful, because it was filled with the Moorish architecture I like so much. My friend Blair and I attracted some attention trying to go into the catacombs (they were unlocked!) but apparently that’s off-limits. By the end of the day I was feeling kind of sick, so I slept the entire bus ride home, but I’m better now!
I know that was super late, but hopefully by the end of this week I will have 2 new posts plus the pics from Sevilla y Granada! As always, excuse the grammar errors and ha’lae! (Anzaluz for hasta luego!)