1 October 2019 Arrive in Seville
Robin's rescheduled flight arrived perhaps 30 minutes after mine, so we met and taxied to our hotel. Robin lacks a trailer, so cycling with his case was not an option. While our Seville hotel was perhaps a mile from the Justa Train Station, our taxi had to navigate Seville's maze of narrow, one-way streets. We checked in, assembled bikes, and I explored our neighborhood. My first meal in Spain was a dish of ice cream. Michael and John sent a text from Zurich saying that they should arrive at our hotel before 9 pm.
Our Hotel. Our rooms are on the 2nd floor (Lobby is 0) and our bikes were assembled and stored on the roof-top patio, level 3.
Seville's Version of Beatles Cover Art? A progression of 8 coaches passed our hotel, perhaps a sight seeing tour.
Round ceramic mural on the corner of our hotel
Robin's Bike Friday is assembled while a Spanish language group meets and practices in the background.
7 pm and Our Street Comes Alive
Dog of the Day
Pasta, squid ink pasts, seafood with pesto sauce
Black Hake with Greens
Tomato Tower. Salmon. Cheese. Eggplant, and Tomato
Michael's Delivered Bike. Our hotel is storing Michale's box, but if they lack space, they reserve the right to rent his cardboard condo. We all met outside our hotel.
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