Plaza de Toros de la Maestranza
Flamenco at the cathedral
Casa de Pilatos (see also this previous blog post shot there)
Each city has its own inimitable beauty which is impossible to catch in a few words. Qualifications such as the “city of light” for Paris or “bride of the sea” for Venice do not sufficiently express the complex allure of these cities, but reflect a dominating impression. In this way, Seville struck me as the “city of colours”.
It doesn’t take more than a glance at the above pictures to understand how the colours of Seville leave its visitors pretty mesmerised: the vibrant patterned tiles in Mudéjar-style palaces all over the town; the multi-coloured details on the bridges and benches of the splendid Plaza de España; the flowering plants in centuries-old patios behind wrought-iron latticework; the daffodil yellow and often cracking paint of so many houses and buildings; the vivid red colour of the flowers in the hair of the flamenco dancers on the street; the lovely magenta shade of the bougainvillea in the gardens of the Casa de Pilatos (the biggest one I’ve ever seen in my life); the flamboyant colours of people’s attire; and of course the deep red colour of the Sangria that brings you back to your senses after gasping in admiration as well as in exhaustion at so much sightseeing.
In this newly discovered city of colours, we visited the Plaza de España* (see this blog post shot there, TripAdvisor), Plaza de Toros de la Maestranza* (TripAdvisor), the Alcazar* (TripAdvisor), the Cathedral and Patio de los Naranjos (TripAdvisor), the Barrio Santa Cruz (Jewish neighbourhood) (see this blog post, TripAdvisor), and the Casa de Pilatos (see this separate blog post, TripAdvisor) . I have another dedicated blog post in store for the places indicated with an *. I can say that for me personally, Seville was my favourite city of Andalucía’s Golden Triangle, with the exception (unsurprisingly!) of the Alhambra in Granada.
The wealth of hues in all these places (and no doubt in many, many more that we didn’t visit as our time in Seville was limited) was almost endless. And whenever we thought we finally had seen all the colours of the Sevillian palette, a moving cloud, a slight change of position or even a blink of our eyes revealed new fascinating tints that you could have sworn weren’t there before.
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