Someday maybe I’ll be a good clapper.

Sevilla is another great Southern city to add to my list. I really love the southern part of Spain. The cities are all chock full of history and character. You get to stroll through winding cobblestone streets and admire the flowers and orange trees. The architecture is stunning and the lifestyle is so laid back. Here in Sevilla there are horse drawn carriage all over which helps the old feel to last. Check out this one horse that had it’s hair French braided!


This week our time here coincides with holidays so it is swarming with tourist. I keep hearing English all over the place. Today Mauricio, Adrienne, and I took to the narrow winding streets of the Barrio de Santa Cruz to get to the center. We toured the Alcazar, another Moorish palace that was built in 931 AD. It doesn’t quite compare to the Alhambra in Granada but it is still really awesome. I love admiring all the intricate carvings and the tiling. A few of the rooms seemed out of place and didn’t seem to quite belong. Later I learned that it was built with an intermingling of Muslim artistic elements and from the Gothic, Renaissance, and Baroque periods.

Later we were hoping to catch some more flamenco dancing. When the cab driver dropped us off at Plaza Santa Cruz we were in front of a tacky tourist flamenco place that we looked at disappointed and confused over. Then we realized the small place, El Tambori, we had wanted to check out was a few spots down. We were the first people to arrive there. They weren’t doing an 11pm show that night so we hung out to catch the 12 one. Over the hour the place filled up but very comfortably. We sat on a couch seat along the perimeter of this small room. I ended up sitting right next to the guitar player. We were so close to them which was awesome. There ended up being no dancer but we still thoroughly enjoyed it. It was a duo and the singer just exuded passion. I don’t know what it is about the Spanish performers but they don’t mess around. He had a really great voice and would walk around the room with some matador-like moves.

A couple got up and dancing a little. The girl was in street clothes but definitely knew how to flamenco. I love how they move their hands. We were hoping that we would get to learn how to flamenco but that doesn’t seem likely. These two old guys sitting across from us took turns dancing with the girl as well. They were both awesome clappers. I know this sounds absurd but they clapped with a lot of passion. They were so loud and so well on beat and I can only dream of clapped so good! hahaa