Serville

Yesterday we travelled from Morocco on the ferry, the crossing was as smooth as ice.  It takes an hour though by the time everyone is loaded and unloaded.   Before we started the bus driver had to shift two stowaways from the engine compartment with a stick as they were going to hitchhike to Spain from Morocco.  Apparently this is a common occurrence and he knows all the spaces that they hide.  On the way to Serville there were lots of bulls in the paddocks getting ready for the bullfights.  Big bulls!!!
Today has been a morning of walking around Serville looking at buildings, gardens and Christopher Colombus's burial spot.  Last night there was a Flamenco Show which was fiery and intense.  Their faces showed great concentration.  I think the men looked like that because their pants were too tight!  This afternoon I had a long sleep in the hotel.  Tonight we attend a Be My Guest Dinner where we go to someone's house to eat.  Hope they have a big dining room as there are 40 of us.
Tomorrow is Lisbon in Portugal.

The Bullring in Serville

Flamenco Dancers with their Swishing skirts

In the Jewish sector of Serville, town wall behind.

Small car with motorbike engine, registered as a motorbike so only need a bike licence to drive it. 

This is carried through the streets during religious festival times.  It weighs about 360kg and is all silver.

I can do no more shopping as my luggage only has 600g to go before I reach my 30kg limit!!!!  I can hardly lift my bag onto the suitcase holder or the bed.  I have given that up and open it on the floor.  Thank goodness for 4 wheels.
In the morning we travel to Lisbon