Dinner in a Convent

Supper was the key item on the evening's agenda. How do you choose where to eat in a city that offers so much choice?

We decided to take advice from the guide book once more and selected three possible establishments in the same general area. The idea being that we could check the menu of the first and move on if not to our liking.

We started at Don Raimundo, which was tucked back off one of the side streets and occupied what had once been an old convent. We stood by the door and examined the extensive menu. It looked good. We had a hit with the first choice. The restaurant was very plush and welcoming and we were ushered to our table.

Dinner was excellent with personal service from Mario - well it would be difficult not to have personal service when we were the only guests. Mario chatted about his trip to Bournemouth, how Seville drops to 5-10C in winter and that they may have 25 days with rain each year. Now, he explained it won't rain again until September.

After dinner and the accompanying bottle of wine, we headed back into the city and strolled slowly through the streets and plazas back to the hotel. Though ten at night the streets were still teeming, and the omnipresent motor scooters whizzed their riders homewards, seemingly oblivious to traffic convention.