The view from our bedroom balcony. The shades have started to come out. This might be the Sevillano equivalent of Ground Hog's Day. The days are longer and the temperatures are rising. It is spring. We had a lot of rain (for us) and chilly days (F- mid 50s) which is why we headed to the Canaries for two weeks in January. But now we are heading into the glorious weather we had when we arrived two years ago on Valentine's Day and fell in love with Sevilla. The sky is Sevillano blue and the sun is warm. By the end of March even the streets will be wearing their overhead sun shades. The building across the street is an upscale hostel.
After having made reservations at various places around the city for the seven nights Ron & Mary were visiting, we ate at home. By Sunday night we were discussing places for this week (and various get togethers with friends, visitors from the States, and my birthday. We decided for tonight to go to Casapuerta. We always like the food and the service is terrific thanks to Blanca. Next time we'd skip the tuna buñelos but the remainder of the meal was up to their usual high standards.
An interesting day. After sessions with our trainer in the early afternoon, in the late afternoon we went for coffee with four of Phil's classmates ( plus another partner and me.) It was good to catch up and see everyone. People come and go here, studying Spanish as it fits their schedules. So Joseph and his partner are leaving Sunday and Becky just arrived last week and will be here through early April. We went to Santagloria and sat outside until Sue had an appointment and it started to get cool. We went home for a couple of hours and then headed out to dinner at a new place called Marabunda. We had an 8:30 reservation, but when we arrived all they had left was a high top table with metal chairs. I told the guy I was old (71 today) and could hardly get up on those chairs, much less sit in them for a couple of hours. So we left and headed further north to Alameda de Hercules. We looked at a burger place, but on a recent walk Phil had noticed a Mexican place to try so we went there. Good drinks. Excellent aguachile, decent guacamole. Phil had a bunch of tacos and I had a tasty enchilada with Salsa Verde. Overall I liked it better than Phil, but since it was my birthday he was a good sport about it. We walked home via three plazas (Museo, Gavidia, and San Lorenzo) and made a stop at MITO for gelato. So kind of a disjointed day but all's well that ends well as Shakespeare said. Which reminds me I have to watch last week's class before the zoom is taken down. (Class is "Shakespeare on Film in the 1990s") #expatlife
another dinner at home on Tuesday and then Jean arrived with a friend in tow on Wednesday afternoon.
