„Do you want to join me visiting my best friend in Cádiz for New Year’s Eve?“ Tatjana asked me.
I never even heard of this town in Andalusia before but couldn’t be any happier to have an excuse
to leave gray and cold Deutschland behind and fly to the south of Spain.
We booked our flight to Sevilla and didn’t even know the right pronunciation of the city we were about to visit.
The 28th of January couldn’t have been more dull and looming. As our early morning flight rose above
the clouds covering not only the airport but also all the people still recovering from christmas festivities,
we celebrated the rays of sunlight entering through our plastic window.
Sevilla was welcoming us with 20°C and not one cloud could be seen, neither in the sky nor in our flawless
vacation moods. So we head out to the train station and boarded a regional train to Cádiz.
Our beautiful AirBnb was situated right in the heart of the city next to Torre Tavira. An old watchtower,
left from the literal golden days of Cádiz when this little sleepy town was the center of the trade-routes
with the Americas.
The town is divided into a small round half-island, home of old and run down buildings, narrow streets,
a market place, a cathedral, an abundance of watchtowers, a castle, and the pride jewel – a waterfront
where a scene of James Bond with Halle Berry was shot, pretending it was Cuba.
We had the best of days. We wandered through and around all the little parts of the old town,
had sundowners at the waterfront, ate fried dog-shark and best of all only wore our t-shirts in december.
NYE could come with ease, what a perfect way to end the year…
to be continued.