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Trip Report Chapter 4 Dos Hermanas - Seville day 2- off to the chapel...

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Chapter 4, day 2 in Seville
Off to the chapel and we’re going to get married…
Well not US, but on a sunny spring Saturday in Seville, couples are getting hitched all over the city and guests are milling around in all the squares and in front of the main cathedral, all dressed in their finery, fine lace and pastel dresses and filmy hats..the bridal couples are transported in style in horse and carriages and prestige old cars buffed to a mirror sheen…
We have taken advantage of the relaxed pace of this tour and slept late, I even took my tea and cereal back to bed…finally ready to amble the city again close to midday…crowds are out in force in the hot sun, it’s really warm today. Enjoy a café con leche at a perch with a pristine view of the fountain and cathedral. Along with the nuptial couples, there are scores of bucks and hens groups, the prospective grooms decked in flamenco dresses, bikinis and one beefy bloke dressed in a gladiator costume with massive unattractive folds of abdomen hanging over his skirt of mail and brandishing a plastic sword, some girl’s got especially lucky…
I drag the’ hermana’ off to the Alcazar, one of the must see sights of Seville,,,,I am pacing her here in Seville with one large monument a day, we will save the cathedral, the largest gothic church in the world and the home to Christopher Columbus’s resting place for tomorrow…
The Alcazar is a large Moorish palace with wonderfully pretty and ornate gardens…built by the Moors initially and then eventually taken over by the Christian monarchs. Interiors decorated with wall to wall tiny mosaic tiles, in complicated geometric designs and all individually laid, incredible craftsmanship…I love the cool and ornate gardens, huge canopy of trees, fountains, statues and gazebos…Peacocks strut their stuff roaming freely throughout the expansive grounds. Of special interest is a room in the palace where discussions and planning of world navigation took place between the exploration parties and the monarchs who funded the trips…in my ignorance, I never realised what a super power Spain was in it’s Golden Age,,,,it is said that at that time, ‘the sun never set on Spain’, occupation of their lands all over the world were so vast….the personal narration of the palace is interesting, but the sister and I are being significantly challenged by the lineage of kings, empires and religious orders of the history timeline and all the names just become a jumble…simply said, we are walking through history of centuries, difficult to fully appreciate when our own country is in it’s infancy…tragedy strikes when my camera battery dies after neglecting to recharge last night…the hermana steps up to the plate and takes a few blurry snaps with her iphone.. 
A late lunch follows the Alcazar visit and we perch at a little tapas café on the main drag and people watch while we enjoy a delicious feast of mushrooms stuffed with seafood, stuffed peppers, melt in the mouth braised oxtail and fried goats cheese with honey, a weight watcher’s nightmare but just sublime..a quartet of velvet caped tenors serenade our meal,,,,there always seems to be something happening in this city  Wandering home for siesta at 5pm, the buck’s and hen’s groups continue to noisily party outside the town hall space to the accompaniment of a brass band,,,I don’t tip they will be winding up any time soon.
The hermana has been challenged with wine selections to take home for happy hour, and after a catastrophic choice yesterday of some syrupy swill that we tipped down the sink, is desperately attempting to make another choice, in the absence of fluent Spanish language, simply by telepathic powers at a little shop on the way home…her purchases have also included a cork screw, as despite the Spanish empire’s history of engineering brilliance, they are yet to discover the ‘screw top’….back at our comfy apartment, I entertain myself with some ‘tapping’ on my laptop while the hermana mindlessly relaxes on the couch in front of the tv with reruns of ‘Hoarders’ and ‘Masterchef Cupcake’, the only programs in English…
Head off for dinner early by Spanish time at 830pm…pre dinner mojitos at our favourite square then join the mayhem in the mainstreet to select a tapas dinner….fabulous meal of bite sized tastes of garlic mushrooms, braised oxtail, chickpeas and spinach and the ‘special’, an amazing concoction of rolled chicken, bacon and goats cheese in an aromatic sauce…hard to find a bad meal in Spain… Can’t resist the finale of churros dipped in hot chocolate sauce, I can’t fully describe the absolute tasting pleasure,,,,the hermana says I need audio to record the ‘moans’ between every bite of those light crispy morsels dipped in liquid gold…..
Late into the evening, diners are still enjoying dining by candlelight as we weave our way back through the maze of streets in the barrio….back at the ranch Rosie is on coffee duty while I hang out the washing…. 