Saturday, June 30th – The Real Alcazar Palace and Flamenco
We enjoy a wonderful breakfast at our hotel’s roof top café bar. Art is able to get a soy latte and I order a cappuccino. Breakfast is an array of freshly squeezed orange juice, buttery croissants, tiny sweet pastries plus bite size quiches and fresh fruit on a skewer.
Tiled store front. |
Uptown Seville |
Metropol Parasol Plaza |
Art taking the escalator up to the plaza |
Metropol Parasol Plaza |
The old city surrounding the Metropol Parasol |
Metropol Parasol |
We wander leisurely and then walk to the Museum of Belle Arts to see their collection of Golden Age Sevillian paintings and a special Murillo exhibition. The rooms of the museum surround a lush cloistered garden and the walls of the courtyard are decorated with Sevillian tiles.
Bartolomé Esteban Murillo Painting |
Bartolomé Esteban Murillo exhibition |
Bartolomé Esteban Murillo
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Museo Bellas Artes de Sevilla
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Museo Bellas Artes de Sevilla
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We continue to feel relaxed until we suddenly realize that we have not checked the closing time of the Real Alcazar Palace. It is after 2:00 P.M. and it closes at 5:00 P.M. today. We walk across the city as quickly as our feet will carry us. Fortunately the entrance line isn’t too long and we only have a 15 minute wait. The day is slightly overcast and just as we enter the immense courtyard of the Lions, it begins to sprinkle. Every stone surface has intricately carved patterns and vividly colored tile and mosaic work abounds.
Aquaduct arch - Real Alcazar Palace |
Entering the Royal Alcazar Palace |
Palace facade |
Inner courtyard of the Real Alcazar |
Reflecting pool |
Ceiling detail |
Architectual detail |
Window opening onto a courtyard |
Scalloped archways |
Art posing like the painted tiles |
Marty in Palace archway |
Iron gate |
Architectural detail |
Palace garden |
Palace garden |
Palace garden |
We return to our hotel, sit for a drink at the rooftop bar and have dinner a second time at Bartola, the tapas restaurant around the corner. We can’t resist ordering the ricotta stuffed squash blossoms a second time and sample a few new tapas. Yummy!
Rooftop view |
Port at our rooftop bar |
Hotel Amadeus rooftop bar |
A Rick Steves tour group is staying at our hotel and yesterday we shadowed the group to a nearby Flamenco theatre and purchased tickets for tonight’s show. Rick’s guide book recommended several Flamenco venues but we figured the best option would be the one where he takes his group. I walk over early to secure front row seats while Art finishes his drink on the terrace. There are no bad seats in the theatre that seats just 100. There are just 4 performers; the guitarist, two female dancers and one male dancer who’s provocative moves and skin tight pants leave little to the imagination. The dancers lightening fast feet reverberate with syncopated rhythm on the wooden plank floor and the guitarists fingers fly. I am not disappointed with the intimate performance.
Intimate Flamenco performance |
Cafe's in Seville's old city |
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