On the terrace of a hotel in Seville, see The River And Like

Quiet, not the new book by Paul Coelho. But something better, at least for those who have experienced this situation as myself. If you believe that my words can get bored, well, democracy docet can always change the channel. If instead you want to know briefly what you can feel one is sitting (not to say lying)



on the terrace of a hotel in Seville tasting (if not eating greedily) tapas before an amazing view and read this later . First, the river, peaceful, honest and selfless, almost all lit by a sun that burns any type of rose. And a terrace with white chairs, giant, where he could put on hold for ten years. But not now ... ... Now you can not, because it's time for tapas. It may seem strange that an anonymous guest at an elegant hotel in Seville is sitting all morning to eat small portions closely the exquisite cuisine of Andalusia.



Believe me, it's a mystical experience. Cross avidly a piece of tortilla with onions, bright and elegant, and then look slowly to the Tower of Gold And note well the same color, the same pride. And now is the turn of a plate of shrimp with garlic, sweet flavor and crisp, the color pink as the skin of a French woman. And the stomach that says "still" and the head answers "sure!". And that could also pass the time of the Stuffed Mushrooms, a noble armor ready to protect the fresh mushrooms and tasty and 3 brave soldiers called garlic, chile and onion. It's a win-win battle, while the river continues to sing for joy. And then there's a gentle sea of gazpacho, squid rings and precious y. .. "Is there hunger? Me too! Good tapas at all!