I Dread To Think What This Might Mean
I caught sight of this notice.
I Dread To Think What This Might Mean
I suppose it’s fairly obvious, but I can’t resist the obvious translation.
Walking Down The River In Seville
I finished my day in Seville by walking back down the river to the coach for the journey back to the Oriana.
There are some interesting bridges and the Torre del Oro.
In contrast to most rivers in Britain, there were very few places to sit and those that did exist, were rather muddy.
More Appalling Architecture In Seville
I’m not totally against modern architecture, as after all, I used to live in one of London’s most modern brutalist tower blocks, but s0me examples like the Metropol Parasol are not to my taste. Here’s a couple more.
Does Spain have planning rules to stop the worst of these buildings getting constructed?
Call me a Philistine if you like, but I believe truly great buildings enhance the buildings around them, rather than obscure their features. That is why One New Change is a much better building than The Shard.
Floats For The Palm Sunday Parade In Seville
After seeing the Metropol Parasol, I wandered through a few churches looking at the floats for the afternoon’s Palm Sunday parade.
In some ways, I find these sort of Holy Week parades obscene. All that gold, silver and expense, when in many places in the world, there is a great deal of poverty and starvation.
If you reckon this is all too ostentatious, then look at some of the churches in Ecuador and other parts of South America. It does seem that Pope Francis is trying to move the Roman Catholic church to a different and more humble plane.
But will he succeed?
The Metropol Parasol In Seville
The Metropol Parasol in Seville, must be one of the worst pieces of architecture and design, I’ve ever seen.
I was also told by a couple, I met beside it, that when it’s hot in summer, the market underneath is not a pleasant place to be.
I should think too, that being made of wood and glue, it could be a bit of a fire risk.
Apparently, though, it was built by a retiring mayor, who wanted to leave his mark on the city. Ken, Boris and the other UK mayors, may have big egos, but I can’t think of any legacy of a mayor, that wasn’t received positively.
Bombers This Way
This is just my take on this notice.
Bombers This Way
My Spanish goes as far as gluten and gracias.
Food For Armies
I like translation mistakes and this is a good one.
Food For Armies
Pate of campaign is probably an easy mistake to make.
Men In Odd Uniforms
There were quite a few men going around Seville in very odd uniforms.
I dread to think, what would happen, if someone tried that in say Alabama, most of Africa and parts of the UK.
The Trams Of Seville
Like Casablanca’s, Seville’s tram system is fairly new.
Note that it is unusual in that it doesn’t use overhead collection of power, but relies on batteries, which are charged at the termini. This is probably only practical because the line is short, but it does make it quiet and probably it doesn’t frighten the horses.
Modern Railways this month, is actually saying that this might be a cheaper way of running urban trams. Nice uses a system, where in the centre it runs on batteries, which are charged from the overhead power supply on the outer ends of the line.
The Carriages Of Seville
Seville has some of the best carriages for tourists, that I’ve found, with the possible exception of Vienna.
Seville incidentally was the only place that C and I ever had a ride in a horse-drawn carriage together. In fact, I think, it was the only place she ever rode in one.
The Anonymous Widower 