Although cultural differences between Boston and Sevilla were not solely present in Triana, I spent the majority of my time in Triana thus the distinctions between these two regions were very apparent to me in this barrio. While walking through the streets of Triana, sometimes I felt invisible. I’m a naturally fast walker, but this did not seem to phase slower walkers ahead of me. I would scuff my feet, cough, even politely beg “perdón” to pass by pedestrians, but nothing seemed to make a difference. Generally speaking, people just do not move out of the way to allow others to pass, which proved to be endlessly frustrating to me and my abnormally long legs.
In addition, fashion in Sevilla and especially in Triana was clearly of great importance to local residents. With a shoe store located at every corner, the extreme significance shoe fashion was especially conspicuous. Needless to say on my walk to school every day in my $2.50 Old Navy flip flops, I got a few stares from women as they gracefully strolled by me in stunning four inch heels.
Friday, June 18, 2010
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