Summer in Cordoba is mostly hot and dry ... Autumn this year cool and wet and yesterday's soaking was more than enough ... city tourism not really optimal activity in any weather and the old streets of Cordoba are fine tuned for parting visitors from their cash in a friendly manner ... late afternoon and evening spent drying out and browsing online philosophy and avoiding further excursions ...
First bus to Seville shifts the focus, clouds clear and options open ... first being a late breakfast since supper skipped and only time for a coffee solo at the bus station ... however, breakfast choice a little close to Bus Station to escape cynical exploitation of gullible tourist, watered down orange juice, yesterday's croissant and cafe con leche for a fiver ... the money not the issue, it's the game that feels tawdry ... wandering on and drawn across the river to Triana, with a more authentic feel and a wonderful covered market ... and Triana Backpackers' Hostel has a bed in a dorm for tonight ... second breakfast nearby with churros feels better, some fresh fruit from the market for later .... whilst tapas lunch looks and tastes great. .. ideas for hummus of many colours ... rain, absent for first part of the day returns for a while ... forecast looking better and a one day return to Via de la Plata in the field of possibilities ...
Musing on last evening's entertainment from Nietzsche, Husserl, Heidegger, Sartre, Alan Watts and Robert Anton Wilson ... and the problems inherent in incremental improvements in systems fundamentally flawed ... organised religion generally, Christianity specifically. .. or put another way, doing the wrong thing righter goes nowhere, better do the right thing poorly and improve that ... perhaps pointing to a truth beyond all attempts to describe it, but which may be glimpsed as we live our authentic lives as best we can, simply, compassionately, patiently ...
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