We must go beyond textbooks, go out into the bypaths and untrodden depths of the
wilderness
and travel and explore and tell the world the glories of our journey.

9.06.2009

Seville, Spain

Last night, I went out in search of a bar televising the Spain Soccer Game. After awhile, I finally came to a bar called Woodstock. I went inside and quickly found a bunch of other SAS students, about 20 of them watching the game. I was kind of pissed because I missed the whole first half, but little did I know I would watch Spain score 4 more goals. It was an awesome experience. Every time a goal was scored, the Ola Ola chant was going on and the bartender rang a bell. It was a lot of fun. I have never seen so many size glasses to choose from when ordering a beer. I settled for a tube glass, and the beer only cost 2 euros. So, of course I had two of them. The name of the beer I don’t have a clue, but it was soo good. All I know it was a blue and white statue of a woman and it looked like I was getting beer from her ass. After, the game ended we went to a club/bar called Persume. Ironically, the bar was playing music videos in the English Language. I had another beer there called Al Ahambre. It was a darker beer, not a big fan. After that bar, we headed back toward the ship because it was about 1:30am and we had early plans for today. Little did we know that the main gate was closed which made us take about a 15 minute detour to the other gate. I came home and went straight to bed. I woke up this morning and wasn’t too sure on what my plans were going to be. I knew one of my friends and I were going to the train station to see what time we could get a train to Seville. We ended up getting on the 11:10am and arrived a couple minutes before 1pm. However, there was a little issue on the train. Apparently, the man who sold us the tickets put us on the train for tomorrow. So, therefore we were in someone’s seats. Luckily, the man collecting tickets spoke English and told us it was a mistake and we could stay. I couldn’t imagine what I would have done if we had to get off. After arriving we took a taxi into the city and began walking. We did a little sightseeing and kept walking around and around. Not really in any direction just wherever the road took us. We had lunch at a small place, the waiter attracted us when he spoke English. So, I ordered a fried empanada. It was pretty much fish and chips without the fish it was chicken. It tasted very good, the French fries sucked though. While sitting there we were approached by a woman and a dog no older than a few weeks. She tells us to pet it, so we did even though I didn’t want to. Then she goes to my friend and tells her we owe her 2 euros. I couldn’t believe this was happening, who would of thought? Anyway, we got up from lunch and proceeded on finding a large amount of small gift shops. I bought myself a shot glass of course. Ah Mom, I was able to get salt and pepper shakers too! They are bulls in a wooden pen. One shop we walked into a dog was just walking around. When the owner was walking away the dog picked up a stuffed heart shaped object from a basket on the floor and walked out. I was in complete shock I didn’t know what to do. A few minutes later the dog was brought back with the toy in its mouth with the store owner from next door. We kept going and going. Oh did I  mention that today it reached over 100 degrees???? I was dying. I have some nice sunburn. Everyone would be so proud of me I drank over a liter and a half of water today haha. I feel great too, which I am pretty happy about. We then wandered to find a taxi back to the train station. The taxi took us to the parts we missed so it was exciting. I took lots of pictures today too! Later, when we looked at the map we realized how much we had walked. Honestly, I didn’t know that it was humanly possible. I cannot feel my calves, but I do have a lot of memories of this trip to Seville. I’m going to go relax for awhile and make some plans for tomorrow.

PS. Funny story, mostly to my Scranton friends on the first day of one of my classes last week my professor was calling out first and last names. Guess what I was called? BEATLE. Hahaha miss you guys!

6 comments:

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  2. Hi Kate

    Sounds like a great day. I am glad you are trying new things. Good job on the S&P. I loved the dog story,ha. I can not believe you drank water, it must really be hot.Well keep writing we all look forward to your next post.
    Love ya
    Mom

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  3. Happy Labor Day Katie!
    Loved your dog story. Same thing happend to me in Mexico with a Mariache Band.
    You got guts being on board for so many days, but it appears as though you are loving life.
    The most Cathy & I (and the sisters) could ever do was 10-14 days at most.
    Smooth Sailing......................JollyMon

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  4. Hi Katie,
    What Uncle jim didn't tell you about the Mariache Band in Mexico was he thought the band was kidding but in the end we had to pay them! They got really nasty. I'm glad you're getting to see so much of the world and sharing it with us.
    Love,
    Aunt Cathy

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  5. Haha yes! See, it's not just us who think your real name is Beattle! I'm so gald you had fun in Spain and I can't wait to hear about your Camel trek in Morocco!

    Love,
    Jen

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  6. that is what i will be calling you from now on.. beattle.

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