Just a modern woman living in an ancient city...
The concept of living a modern life in an ancient city is one that has recently come to my attention and appreciation. One that sprung forth into my mind one night in the back of a taxi on the way to a club. I couldn't fathom it. My younger sister and I were all doll'd up and ready for a night out dancing when we hopped into a taxi that drove us halfway across the city to the other side of town, in which we passed the most famous and beautiful landmark of Sevilla - La Giralda.
She was lit, with her glowing lanterns and the moon resting behind her - in all her glory. A fire blazed strong in my heart, I looked down at my painted nails, my bright silver one piece and then back at this ancient landmark which is a mix of gothic architecture, Muslim & Catholic cultures and reigned in the delight that is a clash of centuries.
It stopped me in my tracks because I was enjoying the streets of Sevilla as a modern woman when many others walked this city before me. Some struck by the black plague, some as princesses, some worshipped the Quran, but we all have one thing in common - the blood that runs through our veins is tinted by the colour of Sevilla, Orange!
The thought that this city's rich history is more prominent than me screams loudly in my subconscious. I realized that I am just one piece of the puzzle that shapes the future of Sevilla, and I'm happy to contribute.
Every corner there’s a plaque on the wall of a building telling the story of those who lived there and what mark they left on the city. Sevilla - a city you can walk amongst in the company of old tales meanwhile writing your own new story.
Whether you dance the old folk dance that is Sevillanas or eat a tapa at a bar that has been standing for over 500 years, you're merely enjoying a small part of a bigger story.
The city has a rich history, and I take comfort in knowing that I belong to a land that has gone through so much, contributed so much and has so many stories to tell.
One of which is mine...