Bad weather yesterday so I brought Nomad into the inner harbour reserved for fishing boats and tied up next to one. Fortunately they don't work on Sundays so I had a sleep in.
At last I am off the anchor and in Seville proper. I should have read the book more carefully, this is not Holland, they only open the bridge to get in and out once every other day. And the book said that they always have space here but from what I can see I was lucky to get a booking, I can't see any other free spaces and I am wedged between two gin palaces, moored for and aft, Mediterranean style. First thing tomorrow, shower, get mosquito nets then meet Margaux at the airport.
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