When you are bitten by a travel bug, Spain is a symptom you would love to experience.
Let me ask you to close your eyes for a moment and imagine Spain. Thickness in the air, sunny orangish light, dark haired men named Alcazar or Sergio , stunning beautiful girl named Senorita with her gorgeous gown and a medieval backdrop.....and that my dear friend is Seville for you.
Seville is a very artistic place where there are wide variety of things to experience.
A very traditional Casa de la memoria gave us an unmatched experience of watching a delightful Flamenco show. There is a joy is getting drenched in new culture,it gives you much understanding of the world, people, respect ,belief and obviously entertainment.
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| Flamenco |
The theater was small which seemed to be intentional. Gives more connect with the artists and the act.A different pattern of guitaring, singing and dancing. The Involvement and speed at which they tap the feet is unimaginable.It reminds me of Hisenberg's uncertainty principle (one cannot find the position and the speed of an object at the same time in space).
We wanted to watch this again, but with little time in our hands and so much more to see, we had to replay the footage in our minds and console ourselves.
We covered the Wooden bridge as we walked back to our hotel. Architects gone wild.
There was a sense of restlessness motivated by curiosity in the night. Dawn struck. The adventurous animal inside me had been waiting for its prey.Since this was the first time, we had a simple thought in our minds that, we would know if we would be alive in a few hours. We reached the spot which was in the outskirts of Seville.
We had to fill a form where you actually sign your life off and get some instructions. I was given suits to gear up.
The moment had finally come. I had a small company of 5,7 people with me, they all gave me high fives and wished each other.
Engine roared and i got into a small bird. We started climbing the air slowly, we reached as high as 15000 feet and the doors opened.
With Wind punching my face, the first guy said bye see you down and he jumped of the bird, the next lady turned inside and i was like what the F*&$ is she up-to, she gave a flying kiss, waved and jumped backwards doing a somersault. My instructor was pushing me inch by inch to the tip of the door. The sight i had at that moment was surreal. It was time to take the leap.
I must trust you to believe that I'm not trying to falsify any sense of bravado when I say I did not feel fear at that moment. It was not the time to fear, I felt complete freedom more than anything.
Instructor brought me back to my senses by shouting "Are you ready?", i looked down for a fraction of sec and shouted back "yes, let's do it", he shouted back "Here we go" and........
We were out of the plane!!
Due to the fall you get to roll a couple of times in mid air before you take a constant position and attain the right velocity.
First few seconds of the dive gives the most orgasmic experience. There is too much of craziness to absorb into our senses.
I was surprised to feel Complete peace absolutely devoid of any affliction of mind and soul, I owned the world.
Robert tapped on my shoulder, that was the signal to open my arms and embrace the sky.
I was dashing to the ground at 200 kms per hour free falling, and was trying sky gymnastics. There was another tap on my shoulders, this was the signal to close my arms. Boom!! the parachute opened and we started to sail slowly. It is beyond my literary knowledge to describe this. He gave me the parachute and asked me to pull right, and we started swirling clockwise and then the left to do the anticlockwise spin. The images were getting bigger and bigger. I got to my landing position and touched mother earth safely. There was a silence ringing in my ears trying to realize what i had actually done was for real. By this I declare that I have entered into the elite panel of maniacs who fell from the sky. Skydiving is a great intoxicating experience throttling me a little closer to my existence.
I was given a certificate acknowledging my jump, a proof of my madness.
With such a mad act performed, the rest of the day was little tough for Spain to impress us. We started roaming in the streets of Seville. There were so many artists performing in the road, shops and colorful garments adding more to the completeness. We covered Alcazar palace which is said to be oldest residential palace in Europe. The cathedral too was majestic.
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| Alcazar Palace |
Seville has some of the best Spanish dishes being served. Do try Tapas, you get both Veg and non Veg, find a restaurant and savor it.
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| Artists Performing in streets of Seville!! |
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| Bull ring!! |
The trip was only getting more exciting as we were heading to Ibiza next!!
-U R
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