Seville, Spain

Seville was my vote.  

The description of a old Moorish town turned Christian, the flamenco culture and high chance of sun drew me.

However, it poured rain for most of the time.

 

The Moors designed this town with defence in mind.  Many of the cobblestone streets remain only the breadth a horse wide so that any invading army could be easily stopped.  

We all loved the colorful Spanish/Moorish architecture.

At the Alcazar: Seville's royal palace

The cathedral was originally a mosque.  I have never seen such a blend of styles in one cathedral.

Jesse could be found at the Cervecaria International when a break was needed from travelling with three girls.

The bar tender had a good laugh when Jesse showed the last name of Simpson on his passport upon ordering a Duff Beer.

The owner is truely an artist and collector.  Over 250  international beers are served here many in their own unique glasses.

This region is known for their Iberica ham pictured below at the Rinconcillo, the oldest bar in Seville dating back to the 1670. 

A patron at the Cervecia International later ran into us here.  In broken Spanish he welcomed us to his country and told us that we picked the best places to eat and drink. Props to the food planners: Jesse and Sarah!! 

What makes you think we are tourists?

Our cultural experience: A flamenco show