A short verse from Seville

Last breakfast in the beautiful Hotel Amadeus in seville before we take the train for Granada.

Seville, a city which welcomes you with a horse carriage appearing around the corner as you get off your cab to walk down the picturesque lane to your hotel. A city that pulls at your heart strings right from the beginning.

A city of balance with Moorish architecture and awe inspiring cathedrals that make you reflect on the crazy geopolitics of the previous centuries. A city today where,you have the traditional tapas bars like Las Teresas and new age ones like La Azotea and San Telmo and Pandura coexisting. A city where Starbucks nestles opposite the La Campana, estd 1885, where you get some great hot chocolate.

A city where we had some mind blowing food with Shawn, AKA @sevillatapas on twitter, the queen of tapas, guiding us in the city she loves and also taking us to the Flamenco Museum for a front row soaking in of pure passion and raw energy.

A city where we spent an evening with the effervescent Bhakti and her wise young daughter, Aneesha, Seville locals, traipsing around the city