Well, here we are! Day Two has seen us up early for breakfast, learn about the famous Seville bull ring, speak Spanish to the locals for our food in the market, ride horse and carriage or row a boat, enjoy the Spanish delicacy of tapas and then play games before heading for a well deserved rest for tomorrow! Let’s get started…
My alarm came all too soon this morning after the extensive efforts of travelling the day before, and I can assure you I was the least favourite teacher on tour as I took on the role of wake up call for the majority of the group. Another new accomplishment from this wonderful group, every single boy was fast asleep and had to be severely coerced to wake up and get ready for breakfast. Whereas, every single girl was awake and preparing for the day ahead. One point to the girls I think!
Our first experience of breakfast was a huge success, with everybody finding something to enjoy. A range of choices on the continental breakfast and another chance to practise our Spanish with the choice of drink to accompany our European appetites.
Following breakfast, we set off for the Plaza de Torros, or bull ring, where the journey there included lots of conversations of our varying opinions on the subject. Before entering our tour, we all discussed and debated our thoughts but agreed to enter with an open mind. Our tour guide, Isabelle, was an encyclopaedia of bull-fighting knowledge and answered all of our questions, provided us with many interesting facts and guided us around the spectacular museum. Paintings, formal costumes, weapons, models and even the odd bull head or two, engaged and enthralled every single member of our tour. The final treat of standing on the actual arena floor ,where a genuine show will take place tomorrow evening, (we’re not attending – don’t worry) was just far too tempting and the majority of our group turned into the torro or the picadors, banderilleros and Toreros (the various members of the bull-fighting team). Although we may not be leaving as future members of the bull-fighting school, I am certain that everybody enjoyed the tour, learned a lot of information and potentially altered their views on the controversial subject. I must sound like a broken record, but the group were again praised for their listening skills and thoughtful, intelligent questions.
The excitement of the bull ring was too much and we had to refuel our systems. Therefore, we headed to the market to buy our own lunches in the fresh food market. Although this may not have the adrenaline appeal of the bull ring, it is certainly the highlight of previous trips and often the most talked about moment of the day. This year was no different. Armed with euros and the mission of buying enough food for us all, we set forth into the Spanish market to impress the natives. And that is certainly what we did! Another very proud moment for Seniora Hayes, as every single group knew how to ask for their food, the amount they would like, question the cost, understand the pricing and pay with the correct amount. A truly phenomenal triumph of Seniora Hayes’ amazing teaching and evidence of the children’s dedicated learning over the years. So many market traders and fellow customers praised and encouraged the children and it truly was a pleasure to behold.
After the roaring success of buying the food, we then had the pleasure of eating it too! I had hoped to have taken a picture of the incredible buffet on offer, but sadly it was ravaged rather quickly! Breads, cheeses, meats, accompanied by cucumbers, tomatoes, watermelons, oranges, cherries, strawberries and apples – the most healthy, delicious and well-earned lunches was heavily consumed! Leaving just enough time for a quick shop stop to buy souvenirs (and the occasional gift for loved ones) before heading for our next adventure of the day!
For their incredible Spanish speaking success, the children were offered a horse and carriage ride or a rowing boat experience. Choices made, monies paid, we were off. Now, sadly, I can’t tell you too much of the carriage ride as I had the “privilege” to row with two groups for a continuous hour. If anybody ever suggests that this is a holiday for teachers, I have the blistered hands, aching back and soaked shorts to prove that it certainly isn’t! But obviously, my groups were by far the most successful – what’s the saying “A ship is only as good as its captain”? A truer statement would be harder to find. But I can say with upmost certainty that fun and laughter were had by all – carriage riders and canal rowers alike. Lots of smiles in the sunshine and memories in the making.
One final stop for the evening, saw us return to our hostel for an incredible tapas dinner. Spanish omelette, patatas bravas, pollo al curry con cuscús and albondigas were all on the menu and served up for the children to try. Every child did attempt something new – of that I’m certain. However, not every child tried everything – but a really good attempt from all. The leftovers of favoured choices and the piles of bread was more than sufficient for those slightly “less adventurous” eaters. Once again, the children were constantly praised for their attitude and behaviour from the Spanish team.
Just enough time to fit in a game or two, including some very interesting answers of a quiz about ourselves, and then it was time for bed. Once again, there were a large number of people ready for their beauty sleep, in fact it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say the entire troop were ready for bed.
And with that, Day Two was over and we rise nice and early again tomorrow for Day Three, as we venture out of Seville for a day trip.
Word count is 1000 words – I’ll try not to waffle on again tomorrow.