From Toledo to Salamanca
So I am back in Spain, the land of tapas. Currently staying with a friend here in Madrid who has an amazing roof terrace outside his apartment, where we’ve spent long evenings with great tapas and cold drinks.
We spent yesterday exploring Toledo, the old imperial capital. I really liked the narrow medieval alleys, the imposing alcazar and the magnificent cathedral which boosted a room with wooden panels so full of carved details that it would make Dan Brown go bananas.
And don’t get me started on the local specialty: marzipan. I really enjoyed that one. If I had stayed there any longer, the locals would probably had forced me out of the city with burning torches.
Today we drove west to Salamanca, which has earned a place in history much due to the famous university. Apart from locating the elusive frog sculpture hidden in the elaborate decorations of the front door, we climbed the really old cathedral for a great view of the sandstone city.
To further top it off I had a great cortado on Plaza Mayor and stumbled upon a procession carrying a saint pedestal across the beautifully preserved Roman stone bridge. I really recommend a visit to this place.
Let’s see what tomorrow brings. I hope it has something to do with coffee for a start.