Here's where the captions start to get questionable. I'm asking Sam the names of these places, or at least what town they were in, and she gets this frozen look. Ummmmm.....
Travel fatigue has set in by Spain. The trip has become a blur in terms of palaces and cathedrals and mosques.
The main takeaway from visiting Spain: it's freaking hot and siesta afternoons (everything closes from 2 until about 5) are the only way to survive.
I was charmed by this place. "Oh, did you eat here?"
"No. We just stopped the bus to all go to the bathroom."
"Ah. Pretty Pit Stop."
The Mosque-Cathedral of Cordoba (architectural overview here)
First a church circa 600, then a mosque with extensive additions in the late 700s with the Moorish conquest of Cordoba and completed in 987, and then back into Church hands in 1236 by Ferdinand III. That's pretty much Spanish history in one spot.
lion!
Sam's favorite tour guide, Lola, who went through Cordoba with them.
The Giralda, 1184
The Alcázar of Seville
Los Baños de Doña María de Padilla
In the Alcázar Gardens
And, Sam's "It's so freaking hot!!" face, for posterity.
The Seville Cathedral (and tomb of Christopher Columbus)
The Alhambra of Granada
She loved the white cities on the hills.
Must remember: two leaves bitter, one leaf sweet
And, finally, for the last two and a half days, a brilliant spot to end the journey. Costa del Sol is on the beach and next to the mountains and all they did was relax. The seabreeze cooled the city down immensely from the killer sun they had to tromp around in all week.
The view from the balcony to the left
and to the right
nice comparison of her asymmetrical feet!
Their last night:
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