Our visit turned up some delightful Spanish concepts–ones I think we would do well to adopt here in the U.S. 1.  They do not waste.      After we found the car we hid underground in Spain (see first Spanish blog), I couldn’t get the lights to turn on in my room. With no knowledge of …[ read more ]

Mountains outside Alicante The Calpe W         We left Ronda and traveled six hours to the coast. The scenery changed–often times becoming the bland rolling plains similar to central Spain . At the coast, things changed. Jagged, bare mountains rose to the left of us, the Mediterranean rolled out to the right.                …[ read more ]

     As my ship glided past in the night, I strained to see the mighty British rock guarding the entrance to the Mediterranean. Darkness swallowed it and we sailed on to Cadiz. This time in Spain, I would not only see Gibraltar, or Gib as the locals affectionately call it, I would climb it. Image …[ read more ]

             The ILT (AKA GPS) got us to Córdoba fine. It’s very good with its gross motor skills. However, once there, it took us down “streets” that made the roadways of Arriate look huge. The tires of our tiny Clio scrubbed the curbs of these two way streets.             We found a parking spot—somehow with …[ read more ]

             Leaving the mountains of Andalucía , we found the first “wetlands” of our trip. The land leveled out and the city of Córdoba rose before us. Here we visited two magnificent buildings: the Mezquita and Le Castillo des Reyos Cristianos (The Castle of Christian Kings).             The Mezquita—no picture we have can do this justice. It …[ read more ]