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Saturday, Feb 03, 2007

More Moors

David Murray
2007-03-04 10:41:49

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It has been 12 days since we have been back in London, and I really needed a break. Nah, that was just a lie, but after we had been to Granada in December, the seeds were sewn in my head. I had to get back to Sevilla to see more of the Moorish architecture. We had been to see the Alcazar and the Giraldo back in 1998, but I can't really remember it and I didn't have the appreciation for the Islamic art that I now have. So I did the only thing that was possible, I went looking at the flight prices.

The plan was to fly out on the 9th of February and return on the 11th, celebrating my birthday on the flight, (could it be any worse than last year when I was on a train to Mumbai), but when I looked at the prices, they were way high as it is the start of half-term break for the kids, so I bit the bullet and booked for the previous weekend. Once done, we knew the 12 days of waiting from our return from Izzyville would fly by, and in no time at all, we would be winging it down to the South of Spain and into Sevilla.

The trip from Sevenoaks to Stanstead is generally a hit and miss affair. Actually, it is always miss as there is always a jam at the Dartford tunnel. This time I was lucky, and in under an hour, I had the car parked and I was on my way to the airport in the bus. Checked in, cleared customs, and then onto the plane. Being a Ryanair flight, there was the mass scrum to get on, we as usual went my favourite door, the back one, and got seats quite easily. The plane filled up quickly, but the doors were not being shut. Every now and then, a person would come aboard. This went on for around fifteen minutes. They were only from the one race, and I have said it before and I will say it again, the Spanish are FUCKED !!! Once all aboard, we sped merrily on our way to Sevilla.

Memories from 1998. We stayed out near the airport, but between the campground and the airport, all the whores hung out. I was feeling kind of toey, ...