Seville

The same fear hit us when we got to Seville, the ugly city and this one was also dirty. Lacey and I considered cutting the stay in Seville short, but decided to stick it out.  The hostel there was the most luxurious I had stayed it in Europe, big kitchen, terrace, garden, and showers.  Once we got around to seeing the rest of the city it was actually very nice.  The old town was beautiful and had orange trees everywhere.  It was purposefully designed as a sort of maze, to confuse invading armies and apparently tourists.  We relaxed a bit more in Seville, enjoying the weather and making delicious food in the big kitchen.  About 90% of our trip was spent eating, cooking, talking about or finding food, something I hadn’t been able to enjoy for a long time because of the high costs of Euro food.