A fab weekend.

So this weekend my dear boyfriend joined me in Sevilla. To even put to words how fab it was is pretty impossible but I will try. After going to pick him up at airport (yes I did pay the whole €4,20 to do that) we had delicious food in la Triana. The service was again so horrificly bad we decided to stay even when the bar was closed and the waiters were having lunch. We then went back to mine to enjoy the air conditionning.

I so wanted to have a drink at El Rinconcillo and then dinner at Bar Coloniales but this is August, in Seville, and finding somewhere open did proove to be a huge struggle! But thankfully we ended up at this cool bar. It was tiny and we were standing up for most it but we had some delicious food and the gay barmen dancing and playing plastic drums with American girls was somewhat entertaining. The walls were covered in bottles of wines and a mishmash of Andalusian collections.

We then drifted off to have an other drink at La Estrella. The location was beautiful, in the little streets of Santa Cruz but the chairs were dissapointing. The way they are made, with pleated plastic is so painful for a sweating bum in the heat.

Then we went back to mine. A single bed, with 30°C outside during the night, which meant I slept very little. But after quick breakfast and overpriced lunch (very fresh seafood with delicious pedron peppers and anchovies and salmon) we were in our fab air conditionned hotel laying by a cute swimming pool that looked over the rooftops of Seville. A dream come true. With my (none) UV oil I did tan quite a bit. Woohoo. And so did T. Bless. But it was the best moments ever. Then poor T went to buy some drinks. Someone tried to charge him €5 for two cans of coca-cola. Crazy. But he did not get abused and paid €1 instead. Well done T.

Dinner was at a mixture of tapas bars. We had delicious sausages marinated in wine, bull's tail, chorizo, meatballs, delicious potatoes and Tempranillo. It was great. Then we did Parque Marie Luisa by night. Not as fab as during the day but definitely worth a look. After another drink I dragged him (literally) to La Carboneria for some flamenco.

Sunday consisted in a fab toasted jamon and oil sandwich for breakfast. It was delicious. Definitely more delicious than it sounds. Then we had a last dip in the swimming pool. I didn't catch any pictures (but I promise I will sneak back in for a dip and grab a couple of shots). Then lunch in la Triana. Pescaito Frito  with marinated peppers, jamon and uberly fresh gambas.

Then it all ended. I left my the airport with an enormous whole in my tummy but with many memories of a fabulous weekend. Unfortunately my camera was in my bedroom for the whole thing and so I don't have any pictures.

But I grabbed two shots today. Top one (where T was asked €5 for two cans of coca-cola, this is the same place I go with Cristina and when I go with her the lady takes out a load of stuff from under the counter at Seville prices, amazing huh?) Bottom a picture (entrance of our hotel).