Back To Day three Of Seville Trying To Not Let Me Be Great

My body was in weird place and not wanting to sleep.  Nonetheless, I had to get up and try and get these shots.  But, why Seville? Why does your sun rise so late. Ugh...usually I can get out by 6:30 am and have all the city to myself. I can take shot after shot with no cares. Not today. I left my apartment at 8 am and it was still pitch dark. I walked to my location and just sat and waited for the sun to creep on up.  But, by this time all the locals are out and about. Everyone is up! Which definitely makes shooting harder. Trying to hurry and get the shot before someone jumped in or could steal my camera was super nerve racking.  But, mission was accomplished. Oh yea!

Now to head back over to Plaza de España to obtain those shots I’d scoped out yesterday.

Everything was going great until my last shot here.  I had take off my gloves and coat(it was in the 40s in the morning) to get these pictures.  On the last one I put my stuff behind the column. When I got up I drop my gloves and did not notice.  I went to another part of the plaza to look at the last pictures I took to make sure they came out good.  I would have done it there, but I was becoming a tourist attraction. People were so fascinated that I was taking my own pictures with a tripod.  They had to stop and stare. They had to take it all in. Well I had to bounce. It was getting old. But, as I put all my stuff away I realized that my gloves were nowhere to be found.  So I hurry back to where I was and nothing! I wasn’t even gone for 5 mins! I knew it was the gypsies that were selling stuff that stole them. Grr...I am gonna say that they needed it more than I did. Insert side eye. I was so annoyed. Plus my hands were freezing! Oh well...on to the next I guess.

​I was on my way to check out the city of Triana that was right across the river.  Then I spotted this serene little garden area.

Alright!  It was now time to cross the river.  Triana is considered the old quarter of Seville where the gypsy's used to reside.

By this time I was starving and I set out to find some breakfast.  I ended up at a cute little cafe. Blogger fail-I took a picture of the coffee cup as a reminder of the name of the cafe.  It turns out that was the name of the actual coffee. Facepalm. Smh...I am sure you can go to the numerous cafes and be just fine. The cafe I was at had a pink interior and offered crepes. Think of this as a scavenger hunt lol. The ham and cheese croissant was pretty tasty.

​I then headed to the Mercado de Triana.  My Airbnb host told me it was a big market and definitely worth checking out.

Well it wasn’t exactly huge.  I did however get a big fruit cup for one euro.  It was a very fresh refreshing snack. Didn’t taste like pesticides lol. It was pretty cool seeing all the stalls filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, fish, chicken, and various other meats. It is worth popping in and taking in the sights.