It never Rains in the South of Spain, Travel woes vol. 3

Vacations are great but there are a few things that will ruin anyones vacation.

Running out of money.

Running out of Alcohol.

Meeting an Ex with whom you did not part on such good terms.

Yeah, all of those can suck but I was thinking more along the lines of Rain. Unless of course your on your honeymoon and don't plan on leaving the hotel anyhow. But typically speaking rain does a good vacation in. Thats why we chose to go somewhere it almost never rains.

Spain has 2 months of rain season and not one of them is in November unless of course I plan a vacation. You can see where Im going at this point I hope. If not please step outside and play in traffic.

How does Sixtysix liters of rain per cubic meter sound? Yeah, thats a lot. Its not just a lot, its more rain then has ever fallen in Spain over the past 50 years. Just my luck huh.

So not only did we spend 4 hours on a bus to go to Sevilla for the day but it also rained the entire time. So yeah, our time in the city was not so much well spent.

Our tour guides thought to remedy this with a bus tour around the city that would keep us all dry except they didn't count on the swarm of construction taking place throughout the city. They really weren't kidding when they said the nation bird of Spain is the crane. Yeah, the tower crane.

Let me sum up what we saw:

On your left is a park, it is one of the largest in the country, directly across from the park are the pavilions constructed by many nations for (well I wasn't really listening to why they were built, maybe somekind of world fair, but I didn't really care) (cc: was too busy draining my flask to care). Across from that is the old queens palace, and there are some more of these pavilions. On our way to the cathedral now theres umm. Well we need to find another way to the cathedral, heres that park again and the palace. Onyour right are some pavilions. Thats the famous gold tour across from the park. And one more time is the palace and oh look more pavilions. (I really need to invest in a bigger flask).

After all this they fed us an amazing lunch. The food was good and the wine didn't stop flowing which made it all the better. And then back on the bus for another 4 hours back to the hotel. Oh joy.

We did make one more stop on the way. We hit a travel station or cafe essentially with a little gift shop where I found a bottle of Absynth. Yes thats right. What a shame it would have to be empty in order to bring it home (perhaps its not a bigger flask I needed after all). Unfortunately we had to find some Idiots here as well.

Spain is the primary supplier of Olive Oil to the world. They are very proud of it so when some stupid American picks up a 30 Euro bottle of oil and says they plan on cooking with it, well this is my kind of country. The woman at the register walked up and said; "no cook with this oil" and proceeded to forcibly remove it from the tourists hands. This is where my day got brighter. Instead of just saying 'Oh ok,' and taking another bottle and just paying for it or waiting to get some at another store she decided she would try and take the bottle back and ask why not. All she got for an answer was no cook with this oil and a smack across the hands before she gave up. It was beautiful. The shear look of disgust in her eyes upon getting slapped. It deserved an Emmy (cc: or a stiff shot fom my precious new bottle).

It wasn't till we were back on the bus I caught the tour guide telling the woman why you don't cook with good Spanish oil and why they take such offence to it. I really do think I'm going to have to move there. They have no tolerance for idiots either. (oh and they have absynth which is illegal in the US.)