From Granada I arrived in Seville yesterday. Hotel is great very central - right next to Cathedral. It actually used to be a 18 th century mansion. It has its own indoor square with a fountain in the middel and my room overlooks this. Visited the Alcazar yesterday for more palaces and gardens. Walked around Sevilla taking more photos. Then went into an amazing 19 th century mansion house that is now at hotel for a glass of 20 year old port. Truly the drink of the gods! With my pallate truly wetted and the sight of a familar logo, I then poped into an Irish bar for a Guiness. In there I met Paco or Frank in English. A very interesting chap. A retired gentleman, half Australian & half Spanish. He politely corrected me on some of my poor Spanish as I thanked him and bought him a drink. As we chatted, in my broken Spanish and his very good English, he told me about his work life. It turns out he used to arrange tours for professional football teams all over the world. He had some very interesting stories, about his time at various MAJOR football clubs in the UK and across Europe. After 30 years plus of doing this and 20 years in Australia working in football, he has come home to Sevilla to retire with his wife. A very interesting guy, but humble with it. I thanked him for the chat and offered him another beer, but he stated that his wife would not be best pleased! I wished him well and said I might seem him again in this bar whilst still in Sevilla. Then went back to the Hotel for 20 mins to get hold of my map of Sevilla - and essential for any tourist at all times noting the small size of the roads. One can twist and turn from left to right and not realise that they are only 5 minutes away from their destination. As per my attempt to get to a recommended falmenco bar. I asked about 6 locals and the police for directions, just for the road, after several bemused glances, incorrect directions and failed attempts on my part, I finally opted for the easy option and jumped in a cab. The cab was 2 minutes. As I walked into the flamenco bar I could here the strains of the haunting vocals and the fluid notes of the guitar and was hooked. As I stood at the bar, on stage was a senoritta stomping to the rythyms of the guitar. The beer was cheap and the welcome friendly. The show amazing and my Spanish still poor! All in all a great first night in Sevilla. Today I go on the tourist bus and to the Cathedral - the second largest chuirch after St Peters in Rome and where the tomb of Christopher Columbus lies. It is said that the builders on the Cathedral in Seville said ´let us build a Church so grand that future peoples will thin us mad´. Well the sheer scale, even from the outside, means that I may be in the Cathedral today for some time! Tonight more tapas bars. Still have 3 days in Sevilla and later today may try and buy and advance ticket for the Torreos (bullfight) on Sunday night at 7.00. Well hasta luego!