As I joined Marc, a proper hippy nurse for Médecins Sans Frontière, thousands of people started gathering round the river. Both of us having only arrived weeks ago had no clue what was going on. Suddenly as we approach the bridge we see the Virgin Mary on a boat followed my dozens and dozens of other boats. People were singing, carrying candles, the police were omnipresent making sure nothing happened to the Virgin Mary. It was pretty spectacular and very funny. It was definitely a side of Sevillanos I had not seen. Spain was and definitely remains an uber catholic country.
After that little surprise parade, we fell on this beautiful bar. It had a sort of South American touch with benches and swinging sofas, with lanterns hanging off willow trees and turquoise embroided cushions. It was very nice. We first sat under the trees but then a bird decided to poop on Marc's hand so we swiftly moved away, on the swinging sofas!
After a refreshing tinto de verano we cycled to Bar Coloniales. On our way we passed by Seville's mushrooms. They are humongous modern art mushrooms and under lies an old Roman city. It is intact and you can see the detailed mosaic floors and well as the layout of houses. It was breathtaking.
Bar Coloniales is one of the best tapas bar in Seville. It was packed full of locals. When you arrive they put your name on a chalk board and once they have a free table they shout out your name. Quite fun. We had aubergines cooked in garlic and this type of gazpacho sauce, then amazing beef with Roquefort sauce and potatoes cooked in olive oil and finally quail's egg on Serrano ham and bread. It was delicious. All that with drinks was nine euros. I will definitely go again.
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