La fuente.

Then at 5pm I met Jose at la Torre del Orro. He had two bicycles. Perfect way to get around Seville. You manage to grab a whiff of fresh air. We wondered to Parque Maria Luisa, to a whole new side which I had never seen. Rays of sun perpetrate the large exotic trees and glitter through the branches. I followed him through  tunnels of flowers and into a little cove where lay a mosaic turquoise blue bath. They date back to the Moors. This one was especially clean and in no time I was cooling my scorching feet in the 15°C water. Priceless. We stayed there until the sun chilled out. Then wondered through the park to a small lake, surrounded by figs trees. They were delicious. In Seville, you can pick figs, oranges out from trees in the park which taste scrummy. Crazy huh? Then we sat down a little further and an hour later we were soaking wet because the water sprays had turned on right on us. Great. Thank god my camera was in my bag. In the morning I had learnt the future tense and did all my best to reuse it. I'm starting to pick up Spanish expressions and use them. But it makes him and Cristina laugh as it sounds bizarre from a foreigner. But I quite like it. 

Then I rushed back home, grabbed some food, topped up my bottle of water and left for the bulfighting...

The picture at the top is the little lake with the fig trees and below la fuente.