There is something very cosmopolitan about
sitting on your own in a crowded Spanish cafe with a chilled white, listening to the surrounding noisy chatter on a hot sultry evening.I thought sangria and tapas would finish this evening off perfectly but what actually finished the night off perfectly was lying in my bed in the heart of historic Seville listening to the buzz of the diners chatter and the Spanish singers in the restaurant right below my window late into the night with the smell of delicious food wafting up to my room.