Woke up early to watch the ship arrive in port. But when I looked out the window BAM! it was Spain outside.
Quickly got ready and took off into the city just as the sun rose. Keith, Hussain, and I explored, hoping not to get lost. We found a a few plazas, parks, and then stopped at a nice little cafe for breakfast. Unfortunately, my spanish is horrible after not utilizing it for the last four years. And so, Keith and I were the stupid Americans when we ordered sandwiches when the menu explicitly said they didn't serve them until at one. The time was currently 10:00. It was a good sandwich, though.
We then proceeded to check out random streets and wandered into the shopping area. Nice little shops everywhere. And there was a market. With fruit. Half a kilo of cherries for three euro. And they were delicious.
We soon met back at the ship to take a tour of the city with a spanish guide. Carmen, our guide, took us around the city, pointing out monuments, important buildings, and relating the history of one of the oldest cities in Europe.
We then explored more. Ate a loaf of bread for 0,70 euro. And ate dinner at a lovely restaurant. Chocolate con churros, tortellini, chicken... it was good.
Later, we attended a Flamenco show. They had a bloodless bull fight, flamenco dancers, tapas, and audience participation. Everyone was tired when it was over.
Keith, Hussain, and I returned to the ship to stay the night before leaving the next morning for Sevilla.
