- Time of past OR future Camino
- 2009-2022: CFx6, CP, VdlPx2, Mozarabe, more later.
I arrived in Sevilla today by train from Malaga. What a surreal experience. But let me explain:
I finally found my hostel, Samay. But I advice you to pick one much closer to the cathedral. Then I was haunting for my credencial (pilgrim pass). I went to the tourist office which gave me four addresses:I tried hotel Simon: They were sold out (!). Then went to the Junta de Andalucia: They were closed. My fault. I didn`t notice the siesta hours.
I noticed that half of all women in Sevilla were dressed like flamenco dancers. I was walking all day enjoying the beautiful ladies (Their dresses are of strech material, so little is left to imagination; and they display great beauty!!!). A blessing for an old peregrino. :lol: As I was waiting in a restaurant for the Junta to open again (they didn`t) I had to ask a couple what it was all about. The lady, dressed in Sevilla`s most beautiful dress according to my standard, said that this was the "feria" week in Sevilla. One week each year, Sevilla explodes in partying. This is the week. And here I am.
So Jorge and Victoria took me with them to the party: +1.000 tents of partying, together with their friends and colleagues. I have never been included and kissed on my cheeks by so many women in one day ever. Or been embraced by so many kind Spanish men ever. I was also taught by the kind women how to dance the flamenco. And so I did. Hint: Eating apples.
I mostly broke my heart to tell them I had to go back to get some sleep before tomorrow`s setoff. But the good thing is that we found serious reasons to keep the kontact: I will be hosting them later: They dream about seeing the Northern Light one day. In Norway, I am the captain on a tourist ship/boat hunting for the Northern Light every night in winter...
Can you imagine: The Camino gives you what you need, not what you want: I wanted a credential, but I ended up getting two dear friends in Sevilla, much needed after a long day!
Will fix the credential tomorrow. I must remember to be tranquil :!:
I finally found my hostel, Samay. But I advice you to pick one much closer to the cathedral. Then I was haunting for my credencial (pilgrim pass). I went to the tourist office which gave me four addresses:I tried hotel Simon: They were sold out (!). Then went to the Junta de Andalucia: They were closed. My fault. I didn`t notice the siesta hours.
I noticed that half of all women in Sevilla were dressed like flamenco dancers. I was walking all day enjoying the beautiful ladies (Their dresses are of strech material, so little is left to imagination; and they display great beauty!!!). A blessing for an old peregrino. :lol: As I was waiting in a restaurant for the Junta to open again (they didn`t) I had to ask a couple what it was all about. The lady, dressed in Sevilla`s most beautiful dress according to my standard, said that this was the "feria" week in Sevilla. One week each year, Sevilla explodes in partying. This is the week. And here I am.
So Jorge and Victoria took me with them to the party: +1.000 tents of partying, together with their friends and colleagues. I have never been included and kissed on my cheeks by so many women in one day ever. Or been embraced by so many kind Spanish men ever. I was also taught by the kind women how to dance the flamenco. And so I did. Hint: Eating apples.
I mostly broke my heart to tell them I had to go back to get some sleep before tomorrow`s setoff. But the good thing is that we found serious reasons to keep the kontact: I will be hosting them later: They dream about seeing the Northern Light one day. In Norway, I am the captain on a tourist ship/boat hunting for the Northern Light every night in winter...
Can you imagine: The Camino gives you what you need, not what you want: I wanted a credential, but I ended up getting two dear friends in Sevilla, much needed after a long day!
Will fix the credential tomorrow. I must remember to be tranquil :!: