Travel days make a tumbled, jumbled mess out of one’s body and mind. The longer the journey, the longer it seems to recuperate from it. We left our home Tuesday and arrived at our hotel in Seville some 22 hours later.
Our routing was an overnight flight from SeaTac that arrived in London at noon (about 4 a.m. our body time). A significantly long layover there gave us plenty of time to travel from Heathrow to Stansted Airport some 60 miles away for our three hour flight on Ryan Air flight to Seville. . .
We were awake and ready for night life as I mentioned before but found ourselves sitting on our balcony sipping a glass of wine at 2 a.m. with the three street cleaners who came by providing our entertainment.
We awoke yesterday at 11:30 a.m. But getting into the swing of Seville life we dutifully took a siesta and then headed out for the night. To bed at 1 a.m. The days and nights are now falling into a pattern of day and night, night or day.
Sunday is another travel day. We leave this town of just under 800,000 people with far too many places that we still didn’t have time to get to; but are eager to begin exploring Osuna, population 45,000, some 90 miles away. Tomorrow we travel by long distance bus – a journey that will take only two hours to complete. We will arrive in time for siesta and then it will be time to start exploring. . .
Hasta Osuna ~