On the high-speed train from Madrid to Sevilla….

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Three views of Sevilla

Three views of Sevilla, from the La Giralda bell-tower: the Cathedral, the bull-ring, the Real (Royal) Alcazar.  

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La Giralda, Sevilla

Seville Cathedral stands on the site of a great mosque, built by the Almohads in the 12th century. It is the largest cathedral in Europe. Its bell-tower, La Giralda, was in its original incarnation a minaret, on top of which were erected a Christian belfry and Christian symbols. You climb La Giralda not by stairs…

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Seville Cathedral – six images, and a commentary

Travel photography is a genre awash with cliche and selfies. For many of us, the audience is personal – friends, family, people we hope to impress on social media. The ‘language’ of our images is likewise simple and declarative. ‘Here I am, look at me; this is the view from my hostel/hotel/AirBnB; this is what…

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The Metropol Parasol, Sevilla – Three Images

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Break-dancing at the Metropol Parasol, Sevilla

Only mad dogs and Englishmen go up Sevilla’s Metropol Parasol in the midday sun; we went up in the evening, when it was cooler, and the city’s lights were on, and we could enjoy the night views and the soothing breezes. The Parasol is the most extraordinary living sculpture, a vast structure of latticed timber…

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Real Alcazar, Sevilla

The Real Alcazar, the royal residence built in 1364 by Pedro the First within the Almohad palaces of Spain’s former Moorish rulers, is a place of breathtaking beauty, the subtlety, the delicacy, the perfection of its spaces a song for the soul. A long outer wall curves along the boundary of Santa Cruz, the Juderia…

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Santa Cruz, Sevilla

My guidebook – the estimable DK Eyewitness Travel volume on Spain – says of the Santa Cruz district of Sevilla that it represents Seville ‘at its most romantic and compact.’ I would agree. A maze of narrow alleys and quiet plazas, Santa Cruz was once a Jewish ghetto, but now is a tourist mecca –…

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Cafe Life, Sevilla

They call Sevilla, or so I am told, ‘the frying pan.’ And man, it is hot. Or at least it was when we were there, in September; the sun baking into the stones and reflecting back so that by mid-afternoon you were in an oven, and only beginning to cool after eight or so in…

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Sangria, Limonada, Sevilla

When you have friends visiting from Germany, as we do – friends my wife hasn’t seen for twenty years, friends I have never met – you will understand, perhaps, why my series of posts on our trip to Spain has come to a (temporary) standstill. Throw in the pressures of work and business travel, plus…

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Guitar maker, Sevilla

Two-and-a-half hours or so by high-speed train, through rugged country and farmland, brought us to the city of Sevilla, where the temperature was 36 Celsius and the sun was infernally burning deep into the old stone plazas and narrow lanes of the touristy but beautiful quarter of Santa Cruz where, after casting about with increasing…

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