We started the day again with a COVID PCR test at a private clinic in Valencia – I checked with the transport company and this one we will actually use.
The one peculiar thing about Spain is that surprisingly few people speak English. This can be quite tricky if you have important things to sort out and it did cause some trouble at the clinic, where no one understood us. However, with Google Translate and goodwill from both parts all ended well and we are now waiting for the results.
Because of the test we started late our trip to Seville, and we drove under a hot sun, enjoying colorful Spain.
I guess I will always associate this with the red earth and olive orchard and endless vineyards. Except for a rather short flat portion, the road had spectacular views, guarded by flowering oleanders.
We sadly passed near Cordoba, and couldn’t stop this time, but we certainly need to return do Spain and we won’t miss it then.
When you drive nearly 700 km, you need to make stops every 100-150 km for your dog to stretch and have water.
It will also benefit the driver, who also needs a break, as highways can be tiresome.
After a week on the road, Schatzy is used to the car, although yesterday he got bored and chewed off his safety belt.
We got to Seville around 7.30 pm, checked in, and immediately went off to see the city.
I was initially upset we arrived so late. But with 37oC, it turns out that the evening is the best time for sightseeing.
So, we were charmed by Plaza de Espana in the sunset, then walked around a bit admiring the Lope Vega Theatre, the University and Alfonso XIII Hotel.
You would think that after Barcelona and Valencia, you couldn’t find something that would surprise you – but guess again. Seville has magnificent architecture, luxurious gardens and wide sunny streets.
And certainly, charming restaurants, food and wine and we felt great over dinner at Mirador San Fernardo to close our last night on land for this trip.