Seville – a city of orange trees

A short bus ride connected Tarifa and Sevilla – a city with orange tree-lined wide boulevards, and trams! There’s a sense of civic pride here; and whilst some old buildings are being gutted, the facades are being retained to maintain the streetscape.

This apartment is reminiscent of a maiden aunt’s: stuffed full of polished timber furniture (with white cut-out embroidery chair covers); pleated lampshades and frill-edged cushions; the walls covered with carefully framed original works, prints and mirrors; lace curtains; an assortment of old clocks (none in working order) and bric-a-brac; along with several vases brimming with fabric blooms. And all this in a small one bedroom L-shaped apartment. It’s amazing what clever camera angles can do – it looked much larger in the photos! Strip out all of the furniture and there’s comfortable space located in a fully renovated block of nine, three on each level, surrounding a beautiful marble floored, glass roofed atrium containing several potted palms. And there’s a lift. And it’s not needed because this apartment is on the bottom floor!!

The heavy timber door to the atrium opens directly a narrow street which appears to be the main thoroughfare across the historical centre of Seville. The pavement is fully 40 cms wide – sort of. In places there’s only kerb. So it’s a case of being as calm as possible and strolling nonchalantly up the middle of this one-way thoroughfare like the locals do, or pressing oneself into doorways so that a stream of taxis can pass.

Teresa the owner spoke no English, but she was hospitable and organised (map on hand) and provided recommendations for, and directions to, some quality tapas bars in the vicinity, and the market. Dinner for the first night solved at El Colonales (great bar staff and fabulous food). Grocery shopping for the next day in the pipeline.