Look at these eerily familiar looking, no relation though, figures peeking back at you from every other shop window, in particular around Semana Santa. With their pointy-topped hats and narrow eyes they are actually rather handsome… whereas those air conditioning units mounted on almost every other, if not every, apartment wall, necessary as they might be, are a real eyesore.
The traveler will fall for the colours of Seville (oh those glorious yellows and reds), but Cordoba amplifies that love with its beaming white walls adorned with rows and rows of, endless rows of blooming flower pots. One will also most certainly develop a new penchant for those peculiar facade decorations (horseshoe! ladle! seashell!) Andalusia is renowned for.
Cordoba also houses some seriously handsome fellows. Just look at those two flirting up a storm from their respective verandas, like a furry Romeo and Juliet. (Either that, or they can be mortal enemies declaring war…instead of love… depending on how you interpret their heated barking…)