Day 5 - This was one of those days on the trip that you thank your lucky stars that you can sleep sitting up. This is also one of those days when you are angry that your friend keeps taking pictures of you while you are asleep.
Seriously. We started the day in Tarifa at about 6am and had no idea what time the bus would leave for Cadiz, which is where we were catching a train to Sevilla. We literally walked up to the bus stop and the exact bus we needed pulled right in thankyouverymuch. We hopped just in the nick of time and had a nice ride for a few hours through the area of Spain where my sister was born. Pretty cool, eh? And just because I think I'm so funny, here are some of the windmills that I saw in Spain - I wonder if Don Quixote tried to attack these?
We grabbed our daily dose of jamon y queso sandwiches in Cadiz and then arrived in Sevilla some time around noon. We had a 2 hour layover before our long haul up to Badajoz, so we made the most of it and took a cab to the center of town in Sevilla. Here I am in front of the Cathedral.
And since this is the coolest tomb that I've ever seen, here I am in front of the one and only Christopher Colombus's tomb.
And in the Alcazar. Seriously, we were
running through them.
Although we were only in Sevilla for a few hours, I really really loved it. The air smelled like orange blossoms and it was really really warm - which was very different than the other places we'd been thus far. I want and need to go back and give it more time. We made it back in time to get on our next train - which we'd be on for about 8 hours. Whoa. And we weren't on no first class train. I'm not exactly sure what I'm eating in this picture, but knowing me, and knowing Spain, it is a jamon y queso.
For some reason, we stopped right next to this awesome graffiti wall after we'd been in the middle of nowhere for hours. Random! It was at about this time that we realized that we were the only ones in our train car and we HAD been for quite some time. We played Rook, but dude. Why weren't we doing ipod karaoke or having a dance party while we had the chance?!?!
After a near miss on the last train to Badajoz, we arrived safely at our hotel and even arranged to have a cab take us into Portugal the next morning. When all three of us got in the elevator that night, we realized that we had a slight problem: We couldn't move when the door was closed. So Scott somehow pushed the button to open the door and got a pic of us. Like Sardines for real.
Seriously long day - I got some awesome journal writing time in and of course, lots of naps. It was a big day for Deb - she learned how to play Rook AND how to play sodoku - both of which changed her life immensely for sure. Stay tuned - we're about to hit Portugal.
Seriously. We started the day in Tarifa at about 6am and had no idea what time the bus would leave for Cadiz, which is where we were catching a train to Sevilla. We literally walked up to the bus stop and the exact bus we needed pulled right in thankyouverymuch. We hopped just in the nick of time and had a nice ride for a few hours through the area of Spain where my sister was born. Pretty cool, eh? And just because I think I'm so funny, here are some of the windmills that I saw in Spain - I wonder if Don Quixote tried to attack these? 
We grabbed our daily dose of jamon y queso sandwiches in Cadiz and then arrived in Sevilla some time around noon. We had a 2 hour layover before our long haul up to Badajoz, so we made the most of it and took a cab to the center of town in Sevilla. Here I am in front of the Cathedral. 
And since this is the coolest tomb that I've ever seen, here I am in front of the one and only Christopher Colombus's tomb.
And in the Alcazar. Seriously, we were running through them.
Although we were only in Sevilla for a few hours, I really really loved it. The air smelled like orange blossoms and it was really really warm - which was very different than the other places we'd been thus far. I want and need to go back and give it more time. We made it back in time to get on our next train - which we'd be on for about 8 hours. Whoa. And we weren't on no first class train. I'm not exactly sure what I'm eating in this picture, but knowing me, and knowing Spain, it is a jamon y queso.
For some reason, we stopped right next to this awesome graffiti wall after we'd been in the middle of nowhere for hours. Random! It was at about this time that we realized that we were the only ones in our train car and we HAD been for quite some time. We played Rook, but dude. Why weren't we doing ipod karaoke or having a dance party while we had the chance?!?!
After a near miss on the last train to Badajoz, we arrived safely at our hotel and even arranged to have a cab take us into Portugal the next morning. When all three of us got in the elevator that night, we realized that we had a slight problem: We couldn't move when the door was closed. So Scott somehow pushed the button to open the door and got a pic of us. Like Sardines for real.
Seriously long day - I got some awesome journal writing time in and of course, lots of naps. It was a big day for Deb - she learned how to play Rook AND how to play sodoku - both of which changed her life immensely for sure. Stay tuned - we're about to hit Portugal.
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