The air soft as that of Seville in April, and so fragrant that it was delicious to breathe it.
The city is as large as Seville or Cordova; its streets, I speak of the principal ones, are very wide and straight; some of these, and all the inferior ones, are half land and half water, and are navigated by canoes.
There are fully forty towers, which are lofty and well built, the largest of which has fifty steps leading to its main body, and is higher than the tower of the principal tower of the church at Seville.
I think this is the special character of the people from Seville. They have a really open spirit and receive everyone like family.
I did wreck a running machine once at Seville. I was only supposed to be doing 12 minutes, but I went on for 15, and it suddenly packed in. I had to hang on to the side to make sure I didn't fall.
Once, while exploring Seville Cathedral, I walked into a metal bar and gashed my head.
People in Seville are very happy, the lifestyle here is very relaxed, you can walk everywhere; it's very easy.
Bullfighters are Seville's heroes.
I was three years old, and I walked onstage during a performance that my father was a tenor in 'The Barber of Seville.' I walked out onstage, and people started laughing and clapping, and that was it. That was all it took. Laughing and clapping, I still enjoy today.
Both of my parents sacrificed a lot. My dad, Tero, would drive me to training every single day. My mum, Teija, came to Seville to help me. She did everything for me. It was such a big place to go at 17. Even if you can speak English, it doesn't matter there. It was all Spanish. They don't do English.
