Now there's a wake-up call I can respond to.
After a short sojourn to El Gordo, population - 5, where we found the Ibis Tower
...we made our way down to Seville. The streets of Seville are all lined with mandarin/naartjie trees which look so cheerful, also, every block of buildings has at least one beautiful intricately built building. An easy-on-the-eye city indeed.
I know it looks awful with the street lights, but I only took photo's from the car because we were in transit and only had a quick overnight stay.
As well as Seville's sidewalk's lined with mandarin trees, the motorways are lined with citrus trees for miles and miles.
We decided to have lunch at the hotel for convenience and ordered Ham Croquettes of Typical Stew with the waiters exact translation like this "like soup but with meat". What we had was four breaded croquettes of mashed potato on lettuce! Lost in translation is an understatement. Like "stir most seriously" when Greg made cheese fondue.
The receptionist recommended a Spanish restaurant to us for dinner, called Rencon de Menolo, where we did have a most delicious oxtail dinner. As some of you may know, I've been wanting to pick my own fruit from a farm for months, so on our walk back to the hotel, Al very kindly picked mandarins off the sidewalk trees for our brekky because I couldn't reach them! They were a bit sour with many pips but I still felt so country-like.
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