A picture taken during the hop on/hop off bus tour.
Seville is dusty and arid. It’s a university town, and I feel much more at home here than in Madrid. I wouldn’t mind being a Sevillana, there’s plenty of space to breathe, even in the fourth largest metropolitan area in Spain. It’s also the artistic, cultural and financial capital of southern Spain, and the capital of Andalusia.
I forgot to mention, but Madrid was a city of wealth and smoke. I’ve never seen so many well-dressed, beautiful people with cigarettes dangling from their gucci gloved fingertips.
I don’t know if gucci specializes in gloves, but they should because I can sell alliteration like nobody’s business.
