We had a really nice hotel room (a blessing when you are sick) and Brian was sweet enough to go out and get me some food (bread and sorbet). Unfortunately we had to miss one of the “best” flamenco shows in Seville, but perhaps we’ll be able to catch one in Granada or Barcelona. Seville was a good resting town. Now we are waiting in the train station for our ride to an Andalucian hilltown called Rhonda which should be spectacular!
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