Dzido's World Travel Blog

Friday, June 30, 2006

Dzido Needs a Barber in Seville

¡Muchachos!

Yeah, the debate about cutting hair is just starting and we´ll see how long I last.

Sevilla has beckoned and we sit today 3.5 metres from the beautiful Alcazar Palace here and just 10 metres away from some tasty spanish wine. (Its the metric system people, get used to it!) We saw the Cathedral today too which had the craziest tomb I have ever seen before made for none other than Christopher Colombus. It was the remains of his bones put into a box, then placed in a big coffin. This coffin was then raised onto the shoulders of four, larger than life, statues modeled after what looks like noblemen or military figures. These figures are eerily life-like and stand at least 9 ft tall towering over you while carrying the coffin. Its all in the dark depths of the cathedral with some shady lighting. Very scary and imposing. Although while listening in to another tour guide who happened top speak english, Columbus actually has a tomb in 3 other cities as well and it is debated as to where hsi actual remains are. Recent forensic tests though, have proved that SOME of his remains are in the Seville tomb.

Theres a couple of pictures from past towns though that need to go up. When we were in Tarragona they had some fantastic Roman ruins throughout the city, my fav being the old aqueducts. Now for these you had to take a bus just outside of the city. This was jsut after our beach day and we didn´t realize that the aqueducts were actaully a bit of a hike, so the bus dropped us off on the side of the highway (no entrance or anything) with a path to take to the aqueductos. It was cool though, not too far, and most definetly worth it. We came out to the clearign and saw these old waterways, perfectly preserved....and then we saw that you were allowed to go on top of them!! THe pic on the top right is my stunned visage as we started the walk across. Please dont be blinded by (or notice at all) the reflection off the gross pimple on my forehead. Or Paul covering the burn on his freshly shaved head. It looks better in the small version. Anyways, our poor hygeine aside, we were stunned. What? Que? We´re allowed to do this? No one was supervising anything and there was an open gate at the top with entrance on it and people walking through. So we were allowed to venture on TOP of these aqueducts and traverse them across. They were old! and high! and NARROW!! ANyways, lots of fun, and very cool. The left picture shows me conquering the ancient ruins, like some sort of Roman General





Also taken from the past a bit is this sign (by past, i mean last week, not Roman times). This was a chain that we saw in Krakow, Poland. A bunch of sports stores that tried to appeal to the english speaking. An unfortunate choice of names though, I´m sure someone got fired when this one went international.




Finally, as a culture note, the Montreal homeless had to try quite hard to get me to throw my ´coin´or ´cheddah´(as the youngsters call it) at their feet. There was one less-well-off man this morning who amused me enough to make me part with a euro. I gave one up for his ferrari fund, and i honestly hope that one day he gets it.



Oh! And I almost hay forgetando! Our last day in Grenada was fantastic because I got to realize one of my european dreams, or one of my goals for this trip, and play some football (soccer) with the locals! After the Australian loss to the Italians, some frustrated aussies from our hostel decided to take to teh streets of granada and show the Spaniards some game, so we gathered some more people and went to play inthe streets. We found a large empty square in teh midlle of teh city and just kicked it around, 5 on 5, for an hour and a bit. It was great!¨We had so many different people playing! Aussies, an american, malaysian, mexican...even a father and his ten year old son from australia who had watched the Italy game happened to walk by and join in. And of course, as we played, some local spaniards joined in and we played our best to keep up. This was right downtown with a great granada backdrop and pedestrians stopping to cheer us on and watch. Great commentary was heard as well from the few words that we had all picked up watching spanish soccer commentary. Ladies and gentlemen, you have not watched proper soccer unless you watch it with Spanish commentary. These people could describe butter melting with so much excitement that you would want to go out and buy margarine baseball caps and butteredtoast flags

9 Comments:

  • i love the pictures! those aqueducts look cool!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:46 AM  

  • Hey Gringo, I think yourself and Paolo need nice sombreros and sunblocks. Strength should be at least 30. And show those Spanish football players some Canadian tricks.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:29 AM  

  • You've never seen an Athlete's Foot before? They're a huge chain in los Estados Unidos. :)

    I am uber-jealous of your super fun-times.

    xoxo
    addy

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:45 AM  

  • Hey that sounds cool! I'd like to play some street soccer someday (in some alley or narrow spanish street, in front of the house doesn't count. And I thought that you wanted your hair like mine. I don't know yet if I'll cut mine. Oh yeah, and I'm sorta sucky at spanish, so what did those signs that man wrote mean? I only understood Ferrarri, whisky and vino.

    Adios amigos!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:30 AM  

  • Hey Gringos, would you happen to have the pictures of Seville cathedral and Chris Colomob handy?

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:33 AM  

  • football is british.
    we never played blonds vs. brunettes with the 6 of us. :(
    someday.

    By Blogger Lauren, at 10:56 PM  

  • The eastern Spanish city of Valencia...Jul 3, 2006.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:16 PM  

  • We have te Athlete's Foot, silly. You're crazy.

    Also... you look skinny. Are you eating?!

    ... Apparently I'm your mom now. Have a snack!!!!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:41 AM  

  • Athletes Foot ? Ew

    Looking skinny? Maybe. Its this damn spanish siesta. I cant find food during. ALthough i am getting fat from their pastries, so no worries there

    By Blogger Dzido, at 1:19 PM  

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