Everywhere were girls dressed up to the nines in flamenco outfits:
When I found my hotel, Dona Maria, it was in a prime position in the centre of things, very close to the Cathedral. Waiting for me was a very cold bottle (the size of a beer bottle) but containing Manzanilla Sherry. This will go down well over the next 3 days:
My bed was ready for a long siesta:
Next Day
Now I’m in a long queue to buy a ticket for the Cathedral. I hope I’m in the right place as there is more than one entrance.
It’s best to buy a ticket online, but to do this seemed to render it impossible to buy a reduced ticket for pensioners. Once inside, the size of the building is pretty surprising and it can easily swallow up the crowds. I didn’t intend to climb up the Giralda (pictured above) as it would be too exhausting.
I stopped at the tomb of Christopher Columbus, supported by four bearers, representing Navarre, Aragon, León, Castile:
This one is Leon:
The High Altar is enormous:
Silver in abundance:
Outside, the exit is via the Courtyard of Orange Trees:
The Cathedral sounded like an all day affair. Poor old Chris is rather out of favor around here, these days.
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