We decided to tackle some of the attractions in Seville. Lonely Planet recommended not doing the Alcazar and the Cathedral in one day, because they are both so incredible and time consuming. If you have read the previous entry you will see that skipping the Alcazar will not haunt you for the rest of your life. Karl did point out, after I published the Alcazar entry, that the main section did have some impressive tiled arches. I couldn't see them through all the tourists, and my tears of hysteria.
Anyway, moving on from the Alcazar, I have never seen so many tourists in one small quarter, not in Barcelona or Madrid, which are much more impressive. There were tour buses and groups everywhere. I chalk this up the fact that these two main attractions are opposite each other, and people do them over two days, as the guides all recommend, so they are there for twice as long as they need to be. Below is the line up of people waiting for the cathedral to open. Not on my clock. We went and had coffee.
Miraculously, I was able to snap this beautiful picture of the cathedral with no tourists in front of it.
Seville is also home to the world's largest wooden building, Metropol ParasoI. We found it. It's a giant waffle overshadowing Plaza de la Encarnacion. I just wanted to drown that thing in syrup and eat it. Mmmm. It was only built in 2011 and is meant to challenge the audacity of the Eiffle Tower of some such rubbish. Seriously, the audacity is that a two year old building no one has heard of is trying to take on one of the most iconic structures in the world. First heaven on earth at the Alcazar, and now this. Don't get me wrong. The waffle was worth a look, but Seville needs to tone down its tourism marketing.
When we returned to the Cathedral later that afternoon, the queues from the morning had subsided. To beat the queues, don't go first thing. Ha ha. The opposite. In your face savvy tourists. It was a pretty amazing cathedral, but my vote is still with the Cathedral of Burgos, and Karl picks La Sagrada Familia.
The best bit bit about this cathedral is that it is home to the remains of Christopher Columbus, but that's not even the best bit. Apparently they are not his, and there was a post death mix up which left him in the Dominican Republic with another unsuspecting man being moved around the world, no less than four times. There are lots of other royal tombs in this cathedral too. And on another note, for those following this blog closely, I wasn't at all cold in this church. I wonder which denomination it is...
The back quarter of the cathedral is a bell tower. You can walk up it and get a 360 degree view of the city. I said walk. The picture below shows how small Karl is compared to the tower, he is pretty big, so that's saying something.
The climb involved 36 ramps. Matisse was asleep in the pram, so Karl pushed the pram the whole way. We all know where this is going. There were spectacular views from the top, only exceeded by the intensity of the ringing bells when we arrived. So much for nap time. Speaking of nap time.. I'll write a separate entry.