Huelva heats up

After two whole weeks in Sevilla, it was time for a weekend day-trip to Huelva. Sevilla, as beautiful as it is, is missing one big thing. Water. Sure, it has a river running through the most of it, but you can only lay BY it, looking longingly at the cool, refreshing blue that is waiting to welcome you with a swim. But. You’re not allowed to swim. No beach and the lack of an open air public pool drew us to the beachside town of Huelva.

To be blatantly honest, I awoke on the Sunday morning, regretting my decision to book an 8:30am train, feeling a little worse for wear. I did, however, feel significantly better upon seeing Emily who had only had one hour’s sleep as opposed to my three and a half, and had a chuckle about the previous evening’s events as we smuggled our contraband coffee into the taxi on the way to the station. Note: even if you understand the taxi driver telling you that you can’t get into the taxi with coffee, get into the taxi with your coffee and feign ignorance. Can’t be missing trains due to overprecious taxi drivers.

Number two mistake was going to Huelva on a Sunday, we all know number one was the 8:30am train. Most things in Huelva, including the shops (other than two coffee shops and the main supermarket), are closed and public transport seemingly isn’t a thing on a Sunday. This all made getting from the train station to the beaches rather difficult. But, oh so worth it. The first sight of wide, blue, encompassing ocean was absolutely breathtaking as we sat in our taxi driving through the national park. Spectacular.

The town of Huelva itself, I’m sorry to say, has absolutely nothing on Sevilla. It seems to be stuck in a bit of a time-warp, with a strange mix of 17th century and 1970s architecture. Just a little strange. The main square, the Plaza de las Monjas, was worth a visit, to see the Christopher Columbus monument, take a picture, look at the fountain, but then it was off to the beaches!

I would have loved to explore Huelva a little more, to get a real feel for the city, but I guess I will have to return on a day that is not a Sunday. I also want to hike through the beautiful national parks. Oh, well, another day hey? Maybe when the beach isn’t quite so enticing.

A day on the beach, was the perfect recovery from a night on the Sevillan town. It was refreshing but not too ridiculously hot. It was quiet enough that you had space to yourself and peace to listen to the waves crashing. It was beautiful clean, white sand, and a impressively clear blue sky. When all was said and done, and I realised that I had forgotten to put sunscreen on the inside of my arms (weird spot for sunburn, I know), we had to catch a taxi back into town. Mistake number three. We didn’t think about the fact that on a Sunday afternoon, taxis wouldn’t be patrolling up and down the beach boulevard. I managed to very poorly communicate our location over the phone with a taxi company, and fight through my stress of potentially missing our train.

The taxi however, in typical Spanish style, was a few minutes too late. Meaning, we were either stuck in Huelva for hours until the next train, or we convince a BlaBlaCar to wait a few extra minutes for our arrival into Huelva to take us back to Sevilla. Luckily for us, I managed to Spanish Sweet Talk our mate Miguel to wait the few extra minutes. For those of you unaware of BlaBlaCar (as I was before I came to Europe)- it’s INCREDIBLE. People essentially post the free seats when driving between cities or locations and you can pay a mere €6 for a journey that would cost €17 on the train. Amazing hey? Plus you can usually be dropped in a more convenient location.

Well. Huelva was pretty cool, but the beaches are the reason you would go. The beaches are a little away from the station, but so worth the trip!

Until the next adventure!

Adios xx   – – – ⌲

 

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