04-02-2016, 08:12 PM
I've been putting off finishing this, mostly because I'm still clinging to the trip. Somehow, ending this recount puts a closure on it that I don't really want. But I finished posting pix on Facebook last week - time to move on.
Our last day was spent shopping in the great street mall that is Seville. We made it into the cathedral. A beggar at the door told us to just go in during a service, as it was free. I tipped him. So we admired the architecture, which was stunning, saw the grave of Christopher Columbus, and most of all, heard the organ play. There is simply nothing like the sound of a gothic cathedral organ. The whole building is designed to house this holy instrument. The experience is inspirational. After that, we wandered about town. We saw the Plaza which had all of the provinces honored, and some street guitarist was playing Lennon tunes, just like one we heard on our first full day in front of the Royal Palace. John bookended out trip.
Stacy couldn't stand dirty laundry any longer so we searched and searched until we found a tiny laundromat. I was annoyed spending my last evening in Spain in a laundromat but I was grateful after on the flight home. The next day was travel by rail back to Madrid, and a night spent in an airport hotel, which was shockingly Western, like a really expensive Denny's. I watched 5 movies crossing the Atlantic. At Ohare, T and I raced across the terminals to try and take a selfie by the dinosaur but we didn't make it and had to return a good terminal away. I watched two more films until we got to SFO.
I love Spain. The Dalinian Triangle and Toledo were dreams come true. I would go back in a heartbeat, but there's so much more I want to see and the resources are ever dwindling. I doubt I'll be able to circle back there, at least not in this lifetime.
Our last day was spent shopping in the great street mall that is Seville. We made it into the cathedral. A beggar at the door told us to just go in during a service, as it was free. I tipped him. So we admired the architecture, which was stunning, saw the grave of Christopher Columbus, and most of all, heard the organ play. There is simply nothing like the sound of a gothic cathedral organ. The whole building is designed to house this holy instrument. The experience is inspirational. After that, we wandered about town. We saw the Plaza which had all of the provinces honored, and some street guitarist was playing Lennon tunes, just like one we heard on our first full day in front of the Royal Palace. John bookended out trip.
Stacy couldn't stand dirty laundry any longer so we searched and searched until we found a tiny laundromat. I was annoyed spending my last evening in Spain in a laundromat but I was grateful after on the flight home. The next day was travel by rail back to Madrid, and a night spent in an airport hotel, which was shockingly Western, like a really expensive Denny's. I watched 5 movies crossing the Atlantic. At Ohare, T and I raced across the terminals to try and take a selfie by the dinosaur but we didn't make it and had to return a good terminal away. I watched two more films until we got to SFO.
I love Spain. The Dalinian Triangle and Toledo were dreams come true. I would go back in a heartbeat, but there's so much more I want to see and the resources are ever dwindling. I doubt I'll be able to circle back there, at least not in this lifetime.
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