Although it's been 2 months since we came back from Spain, I'm still existing in a constant dream state from the rush of euphoria it gave me. No tangled mess of words that I could form could ever articulate how beautiful the experience was, so instead I'll show you some pictures from our first day in Sevilla.
We checked into our hotel room at Hotel Alfonso XIII and I proceeded to walk around the palacial marble floored room squealing with delight as I skipped between the two terraces. One that lurched out over the quiet pedestrian street with the clip-clop of horse-drawn carriages in the morning with the smell of spanish flowers and espresso wafting through the air. The other, another 10 foot tall solid wood door which connected our private entry directly off of the front of the hotel guaranteeing a quick and easy passage for our afternoon gelatos by the cathedral.
Our hotel was enough to keep the daydreamer in me occupied for days. I would pretend that I know all about it but instead if you're really interested you can go to their Wikipedia Page and read all about the details. Needless to say, it's insanely beautiful, dripping in gorgeous ornate wood and tile work and has the atmosphere of an F Scott Fitzgerald novel, minus all the stuffy human interpersonal drama.
Even though we were suffering from jetlag we decided to get some paella and walk around to explore our new city. Since every one of my senses was telling me that Sevilla was bursting with magic from every corner, finding the energy wasn't difficult to do. We walked next door to the University that looked more like a building James Bond would conduct espionage and seduce beautiful women in.
Don't get me wrong, I love America...but Spain? I'm definitely having a love affair with Spain. Sorry USA, but you've really let yourself go over the past few years.
We decided to explore more later in the day before our dinner but only ventured out into the nearby courtyards and meandering cobblestone alleyways for a short bit before preparing for dinner.
So one funny thing about this trip is that there was a photographer that got to follow the group around and take lots of beautiful images (you'll see some of them above that are tagged with SI photos). They did a fabulous job, of course...and maybe I'm just spoiled because I know so many Uber talented photographers but...there's just something I don't like about this picture they took...
This was a picture taken PRE-dinner and drinks. So wine was not the excuse. I even said "hey I think I closed my eyes" and he looked at his camera and said "nope you're good" and I was like "oh ok" and now I'm thinking he probably just thought that because I'm asian my eyes are permanently set that way. WELL THEY'RE NOT OK, GUY? I forgive you though, since there isn't much you could do for the rest of my face anyway.
This was the dinner at our hotel. Gilded, intricate details literally from floor to ceiling.
We went down to dinner ready for all of the amazing spanish food and wine that awaited us. Have you been in a room with me lately? If you have, you know I'm reeaally obnoxious now and won't stop talking about how amazing spanish wine is. Because it's essentially all I drink now (nobody call AA, I drink coffee occasionally too). Look at how pretentious I am now that I've been to Spain. Spanish wine or nothing.
Our 1st day in Spain was just as wondrous as I had anticipated. After dinner we walked around a little bit more, listened to the street performers playing spanish guitar and took in the warm night air. We stopped at Cafetería La Ibense for gelato. I got a scoop of nutella and a scoop of pistachio and it was what I've always dreamed the perfect food should be. We then sat outside and watched the bats swirl around the top of the cathedral and watched the horses go by with their carriages decorated for their fares. In summary, it was a perfect day.
I hope you enjoyed this little sneak peek of our first day in Sevilla. The 2nd day gets even MORE magical and we haven't even gotten to the Barcelona part of the trip yet! Do me a favor, crack open a bottle of spanish wine tonight, eat some tapas and look at these pictures and pretend you're sitting at Cafetería La Ibense with your gelato in hand. It's not that hard if you have a good imagination and after you've finished most of the bottle.