When we arrived in Sevilla at the bus station we had no idea where to go. The helpers at the information desk told us it was too complicated to give directions which left us puzzled so we took a taxi to Inglesia San Isidoro which is a church right next to our hostel. We checked into the hostel and found it was incredibly old. Over 500 years old! The hostel worker gave us a tour and explained to us all the historical information and even took us up onto the patio on the roof where you can see everyone's roof tops and tv antennas.
We then went exploring around the hostel and we saw the Cathedral of Sevilla and the Alcázares but we didn't go inside. The hostel is located in the Santa Cruz area which is well know for its narrow and extremely confusing streets so we were quite often getting lost and we now understood why the helpers at the bus station could direct us. We ended up looking around a market in Plaza Mayor which is underneath the largest wooden structure in the world, commonly nicknamed the mushroom because of its shape.
Because mum and I a great fans of chocolate we then went in search of a very special Bélen, its a beautiful one housed in the same place as a chocolate chocolate city! We had a lot of difficulties finding it and I had to ask a few people directions because they spoke to quickly and I would loose them after a bit. After viewing the Bélen we walked into the room with the city and instantly the smell of chocolate filled our noses. It was like a heat wave of chocolate it was so powerful. At the building were made with different kinds for chocolates and there was also nuts.
When we left that building after turning down the option to buy some overly priced chocolate, it was pouring with rain and so we got soaked. W tried to find a tapas bar that the staff had recommended and in doing so got even more soaked. Once we found it our appetite wasn't as important as getting back to the hostel and getting warm so instead we breezed past the supermarket so we could cook our own dinner.
The next day we went for another exploring walk. In the streets of Sevilla at all the popular tourist destinations there are horse with carriages and their owners asking if you wanted a ride. We never rode one because it was probably expensive but I would always stop and give the nice horses a pat as they didn't normally get that from their owners.
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