Carmen's son Alberto was waiting for us and came out to greet us even before we could get out of the taxi, and carried our bags up the stairs for us (my wife and I are both in our late 70's, and our granddaughter just 12). Although it was chilly, every day was sunny and no rain all week. The apartment was only about 100 yards from a bustling street with friendly crowds, food stores, cafes, bars, and what we particularly enjoyed: a great gelatto store and a chicken roaster. ( crooked streets and solid buildings between the apartment and the crowds blocked the noise, so the apartment was quiet.) We cooked most of our main meals, which was a considerable saving. Every day we walked across the Triana Bridge and on foot found the bull ring, the Cathedral where Columbus is buried, the Alcazar, the Archive of the Indies (more interesting than we thought it would be), and the museums in the Maria Luisa Park.