Allie in the South of Spain

José and I have discovered a theater here in Sevilla that actually shows films in their original version, NOT dubbed which I hate. Though I have known of this theater´s existance for some time, I was either too lazy or was basically boycotting and refusing to see anything there after I found out they weren´t going to show the latest Harry Potter. Because I cannot stand to see dubbed movies, we had only been to see Spanish films in the regular theaters since I arrived in August. People claim that Spanish dubbing is actually some of the best in the world. I would absolutedly hate to see the worst. I may have said this before, but I think dubbed movies sound way overdone, the actors seem to be over acting, the actresses always come across hysterical, the laughter is fake, the mouths don´t match up with the sounds they are supposedly producing. I know what certain actors are supposed to sound like and can´t stand when their voice isn´t what I am expecting. With all of this ...

I don´t often ride the bus here in Sevilla, mostly because I can walk everywhere and get there as fast if not faster, plus you know my love for my Sevici bike, but every once in a while I hop on one of the Tussam fleet. Every time I realize it was a mistake. I am always under the impression that the ride will go quickly but when the bus stops at EVERY stop and 5 anciently decrepit folks creep on and off, what would be a 20 minute walk becomes an agonizingly long ride. Don´t get me wrong, I don´t hate old people and I think its great that Sevilla offers them free public transportation. What I do hate however, is always getting stuck by the one little old lady who insists on carrying on a conversation with me. First, because most of the time I am sweaty and coming home from the gym. Second, I don´t understand half of what is coming out of their mouth. Deciphering accents is hard enough here in Andalucia, add to that slang, little known phrases and the word "hija" (whic...

Last weekend Jose, my friend Megan and I took a short trip to visit the cities Baeza and Úbeda here in the south of Spain, which are about 3 hours away from Sevilla. They are basically sister cities that are famous for being good examples of Spanish Renaissance architecture. We got up early so we could get there in time for a tour in the morning. The first day we saw Úbeda on a walking tour in the freezing cold. It was nice but I ended up liking Baeza much better the following day. Maybe it was the flamboyantly gay tour guide named Juanma, maybe it was just more interesting than the first city or maybe it was that I could actually feel my nose and feet while walking but I kind of fell in love with Baeza and was sad we only had a few hours to spend there. What does this all have to do with the title of my blog you might be asking yourself? Like Lucy, I gots some splainin to do. Part of the reason to travel is to try and experience new foods and our weekend trip was no different. One goo...