Purple Skies

We've had a lovely stretch of weather here. Easily the best December I've ever experienced in my 51 years of living in wintry locales. This evening as I walked home from language class, I crossed a different bridge and had a lovely view of our bridge (the best bridge) in the dusky colors:

I have a bit of regret because I didn't have my tripod and this was a bit of a low-light situation. It would've been much sharper on a tripod. I held my hand as steady as possible, but sometimes it's just impossible. This was a view from the same position but looking more west towards the sunset.

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Class was good today. I was a little worried because the warm-up listening exercises I did at home before class were horrible. I was afraid I'd get there and not understand a word of what the teacher was saying, but in the end I actually had a pretty good listening day. Listening is improving more quickly than speaking. I probably should work a bit harder at finding opportunities to speak.

That could happen tomorrow since the painter is supposed to come to the flat tomorrow for access to the shutters and railings outside our front-facing windows. He's a nice guy, but he's a real, live Sevilliano and he's hard to understand–not like my very kind and patient teacher.

Rugs

Mario and Palma stopped by this evening bearing gifts. They were concerned about the cold tile floors in the flat and the fact that we didn't have any rugs, so they brought a few over. One for the living room and a couple for the bedrooms. They look very nice:

The rug also dampens the sound in the room and makes it a little cozier, so a good addition!

They also brought over some extra dishes and a pyrex cooking pan. They know that we're expecting guests over the next several weeks and want to make sure that we can accommodate the extra people.

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Tourists here love the horse-drawn carriages. The weather this afternoon was beautiful and this ride across the bridge looked quite pleasant:


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Elections for Andalucia were held today. Elections are always held on Sunday here. Spain has 17 autonomous regions (like states would be to the US). Sevilla is a city (and a province) of the autonomous region of Andalucia. Andalucia has a parliament and the election today determined the composition of that body (equivalent to when we elect state representatives to a state house). Andalucia has 8 provinces Almería, Cádiz, Córdoba, Granada, Huelva, Jaén, Málaga y Sevilla:

Silver Polish

Today marks our 5th month in Spain. In some ways it seems fast and in some ways it seems like we've always lived here.

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We had nice weather today. You know what that means! Laundry. Two loads. All dry and folded now. We also had our usual grocery shop. And Laura did a bit extra by going up to Costco on the bus to get a few things.

We both went to the mall to see if we could buy a pillow (one of the pillows is kind of hard to sleep on). We discovered that the Primark has suitable pillows, but decided not to brave the line at checkout, but, rather, come back sometime mid-week during mid-day when there will be fewer people.

There were lines everywhere. I guess Christmas shopping is in full swing now. This line to get into the base of the Seville Tower (Sevilla's only skyscraper) extended for nearly the length of the mall:

Many people in the line were holding what appeared to be boxed set dvd's or cd's with the name "Ailana" on the front. So maybe it was some kind of celebrity signing event? I looked up "Ailana" on google later, but nothing really seemed to match.

On the way home, along the river, we passed one of the catholic brotherhood halls (one of the organizations that does the processions around town that I've written about previously). The doors were open and younger folks were polishing the silver adornments for the floats. I guess there's another procession coming up:

We do have the Immaculate Conception on Dec 8th. And, of course, there's Christmas in a few weeks.

Christmas Lights

The municipal Christmas lights premiered this evening. Crews have been hanging lights across and along most of the major thoroughfares in the city these past 10 days or so. A concert to note the premier was held at the end of Av. de la Constitución (the main street that runs by the cathedral). It was an 80's pop cover band. They opened with "Walk Like An Egyptian". You can probably imagine the rest:


About a half-hour into their set, the lights came on after a countdown led by the band. Here is a collection of poorly photographed Christmas lights from around Sevilla:

After strolling around the cathedral area, the lights back in Triana seemed pretty weak by comparison:

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In one of the creepier moments of our evening walk, this busker was absolutely frightening:


As someone that still hasn't really recovered from the flying monkeys in the Wizard of Oz, this freaked me out a bit. The kids seemed cool with it though.

El Jueves

As has become my habit lately, I joined Laura on her school's weekly "cultural activity". This week we walked over to el mercadillo el jueves. This is an outdoor bazaar every Thursday on calle Feria. The street is closed for the event. If you have ever been to a flea market in the US, then you have a very clear idea of what this market is:

Of course, when I finally kick the bucket and Laura and/or the girls need to clear all of my crap out of the garage/house, their yard sale will definitely have a section that looks like this–old bike parts:

I also spotted this very peculiar picture of Jesus. At one angle, his eyes are closed, at another angle they are open, very strange:


After looking at other people's crap for a while, we went to the oldest indoor market in Sevilla–el Mercado de Feria. It has been a functioning market since the Roman empire (around 2000 years now):

I was particularly struck by this stall which purported to offer that classic food combination of bananas and fried chicken! The only worker in the joint was looking at his phone. I'm sure we were just lucky to catch him during a lull. Probably not in the ancient Romans' wildest dreams did they imagine such a food stand. Though, I'm certainly less ancient and I still have a hard time imagining it.