The following day my mind awoke ready to go on a walking tour of Seville. However, my body had another thing in mind: relaxation. So, for the first time on my trip I took a day off from travel. After going to the nearby supermarket and stocking up on lunch of bread, cheese, salchichon, tomatoes, apples, and beer I returned to the hostel's rooftop terrace along with my copy of Madame Bovary and proceeded to spend the day eating, reading, and tanning in the hostel's jacuzzi (best hostel ever). While half of me said to myself, "Wow you're a jerk for spending the day in this gorgeous city in the hostel", the other half said, "Shut your face". Self-intimidation, works every time! That evening Liesel and I did, however, go to a really cool restaurant situated on the Guadalquivir River where we played cards and drank cheap beers while looking upon the Cathedral. It wasn't a wasted day after all!
The next day my flight left for Brussels in the early evening so I decided to do a little sightseeing before going to the airport. And by sightseeing I mean of course that I walked aimlessly around the streets and ducked into every air conditioned clothing store possible to beat the oppressive heat.
I'm sorry, Seville, it's not you it's me.
The Cathedral at dusk
Restaurant where Liesel and I got drinks
View of the Cathedral after the sun set
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