Whoever Says It Rarely Rains in Seville Was Wrong Today

Day 34, 2024 Ultimate Mediterranean

Thursday, Dec. 12, 2024; Cadiz/Seville, Spain.

This morning I was torn. With a forecast of steady rain all day, do I go to Seville as planned with my original intention of sketching and painting there? I have never been to Seville, and surprisingly the nearby port of Cadiz is not on a single itinerary for next year’s three months in the Mediterranean, so I won’t be returning soon.

Or do I bag the booked transfer for another time and spend the day in Cadiz, a port I have visited twice before but never explored? It looked inviting in the pre-dawn light as we docked right in town.

I went to Seville, despite the rain that promised no sketch opportunities. It’s a beautiful city – even in the rain – and I’ll be better prepared for next time. This time I’ll just have to paint later from my photographs.

Seville is a sister city to Kansas City, where I spent my teens and 20s. Much of the Kansas City Plaza reflects the architecture of Seville, which gets rave reviews by travelers. And Seville’s central area, with its huge cathedral, palace, museums and other sites, is easily walkable.

Being just a bus transfer, we lacked a great guide to put the city’s history, architecture and culture into perspective, bringing it to life. In lieu of that, I had researched the city online and found some suggested walking tours.

The bus dropped us near the Hispalis Fountain, just a couple of blocks from the Catedral de Sevilla.

It is surrounded by the national archives, the Alcazar royal palace and La Giralda, a former minaret tower.

My all-weather coat stood up well to the light and consistent rain, although my umbrella didn’t really keep my backpack dry. I was glad my sketchpad – packed in hopes of better weather — was in a plastic bag.

It would have been a good day to stay inside touring some of the sites, but instead I explored the area on foot, juggling my umbrella while trying to take pictures. Nearby the Barrio de Santa Cruz, or Jewish quarter of old Seville, drew me into its maze of narrow walkways and alleys. Today it is full of small restaurants, boutique hotels and souvenir shops with a heavy flamenco influence.

Just as Sorrento in Italy is known for its limes, Seville is famous for its oranges. Trees with bitter orange fruit are everywhere – spreading their aroma and color along the walkways and squares.

The naranjas are perhaps most famous for marmalade. Some small jars (orange ginger and orange fig) made it into my backpack, with the contents destined for my breakfast toast and bagels during the rest of the cruise.

Before I left the area, I enjoyed a coffee con leche and one of the best croissants I’ve ever had. It was nice to warm up and relax in the small restaurant.

Next, I headed toward the Guadalquivir River, or more precisely, a canal from the nearby river. I passed by the Plaza de Toros de la Real Maestranza de Caballería de Sevilla, or Seville’s bullring. It’s not the season for bullfighting, and I wouldn’t have attended anyway, but the site is impressive even from the outside.

As I walked down the river, I passed by the Torre del Oro and a replica of the Nao Victoria, Ferdinand Magellan’s vessel that completed the first circumnavigation. This replica repeated the journey between 2004 and 2006. (Having circled the globe twice, I much prefer the comforts of today’s cruise ships.)

A few more blocks along a wide boulevard brought me to the Parque de Maria Luisa, a large park that would be fun to explore on a sunny day. I headed to the Plaza de España in the park, a huge half-circle building built for an exposition. It features towers, tiled alcoves representing each of Spain’s provinces and a moat with bridges decorated with tiles.

As our bus headed out of Seville, the rain stopped and the clouds disappeared, leaving us with sunny blue skies that will tempt me to return to this wonderful city.

And just like that, our Mediterranean tour has ended. We have eight sea days to cross the Atlantic. I’ll need all of them to catch up on my painting.