- I got up early in Lagos and took a bus to Seville, Spain. There was a group of Canadians sitting behind me on the bus. Across the aisle was a French Canadian.
- I don't remember much about this bus trip, other than stopping at a rest stop that had super modern architecture.
- Once we crossed the border in to Spain I was excited since I could at least pronounce the Spanish I was seeing on road signs, etc. Looking at Portuguese was very foreign to me and it sounded even more foreign.
SEVILLE
- Once I got to Seville, I remember thinking it was very posh compared to Portugal.
- I was very confused coming out of the bus station. I remember looking and looking at the map to figure out where I was. It took me some time to find where I wanted to go. I am usually very good with maps, so it was very frustrating.
- I found a room at an inexpensive hotel just by walking in and asking. The owners didn't speak English (which ended up being the case in most of Spain) but were really funny and were very happy that I was there.
dancing spaniards next to bonfire | click to enlarge
- I went right away to find a computer/internet location and found one in a residential area. Like at the hotel, the person at the front desk didn't speak English. So the only way I knew how to ask for computer time was by saying "Yo quiero internet." You know, just like the Taco Bell dog!
- Walking around, I stumbled upon a film crew filming a bunch of Spanish people dancing next to a bonfire. I think it was some kind of music video because they kept playing the same section of a piece of music. I have a vague memory of being shooed away but was able to sneak back in to take a photo.
- The longer I was in Spain, the more high school Spanish I remembered. It came flying out of my mouth even though I wasn't sure if it was correct. It seemed to work as most understood me.
women chatting | click to enlarge
- Seville was the first place that I remember noticing the Siesta. All the sudden I'd notice people missing and shops closed. It was almost like clockwork.
- Spain was the one country on my trip where I noticed the most Americans speaking a foreign language. There was many younger Americans speaking Spanish with no problem.
- I ate at a tapas restaurant for dinner. I remember not knowing what I was ordering, but liked what I got.
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