Saturdays (Sundays) in Spain
When I studied abroad in Seville, Spain I lived in the Triana neighborhood, a historic part of the city situated directly across the river from such famous sites as the Catedral and Giralda. Multiple times a day I would cross the Puente de Isabel II (The Isabel II Bridge) in order to get to classes, meet with friends, or just do your random activity. At the start of the puente on the Triana side there was a tapas bar called El Faro de Triana (faro means lighthouse in Spanish). I lived in Seville for four months and probably passed by this establishment hundreds of times and never once did I go in. I didn’t know much about it-my Spanish intercambio (language exchange partner) said the food was bad but the drinks were decent and a British guidebook mentioned the gambas (prawns) being tasty-but other than that it remained this colorful looking building based at the end of a bridge overlooking a river. I don’t sorely regret never having eaten or drank there yet when I see images of its pleasant rooftop patio I do feel some pangs of traveler’s regret since it offered such a picturesque view of the city. But I think what I loved most about it was that it was so easily visible, especially from atop the Giralda where the second picture was taken. I look at this picture and I can still make out the route I used to take in my everyday life when I once was a sevillana.