The plan for our three days at the seaside in Furadouro was to take a break from travelling and the trains, the drag-bags and the packing and unpacking and to spend some time relaxing on the beach.
Unfortunately our plan was scuppered by the weather because when we woke the next day there was a thick sea mist which would have challenged anything that the North Sea can throw at us back home.
Posted in Age of Innocence, Childhood, Europe, Growing up in the 1950s, History, Portugal, Postcards, Spain, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Aviero, Bikers, Culture, Furadouro, Life, Ovar, Praia de Esmoriz
My sister has a place in Spain near Alicante so we have been there several times.
In a week in Iberian Autumn we did the usual things, sat in the sunshine, walked the beaches, lunchtime tapas, joined the ex-pats Brits for evening meals and watched the golfers humiliating themselves on the first tee.
It was mid-November and the weather was just perfect. Shirt-sleeve weather in fact with sunshine and big sky so after breakfast we were away to the nearby city of Alicante which I was sort of surprised to discover is the eighth largest in Spain.
Posted in Beaches, Europe, Growing up in the 1950s, History, Literature, Natural Environment, Postcards, Spain, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Alicante, Benidorm, Costa Blanca, Culture, Flamenco, Flamingo, Life, Package Holidays, tapas, Valencia
“Wherever he saw a hole he always wanted to know the depth of it. To him this was important” – Jules Verne “Journey to the Centre of the Earth”
In my previous post I told you about not going down into a cave. This was a cave that I did visit in 1983…
“It gave me vertigo to imagine what it must be like living up there, a permanent aviator above the trees” Ted Walker – ‘In Spain’
Posted in Arts and Crafts, El Cid, Europe, Food, History, Natural Environment, Spain, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Castilla-La Mancha, Cuenca, Hanging Houses, Life, Photography, Travel
El Cid is the national hero Spain, the knight who reclaimed Iberia from the Moors of North Africa. He was born (nearby) and buried in Burgos and the modern city doesn’t let you forget it.
The Puente de San Pablo (San Pablo Bridge) is the most famous in Burgos, crossing the Arlanzón River in the spot where the San Pablo gate to the city used to stand.
The bridge is decorated with statues of nobleman and famous sons from Castille, including El Cid and his warrior allies and also his wife, Doña Ximena Díaz.
Posted in Arts and Crafts, Cathedrals, El Cid, Europe, Postcards, Spain, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Burgos, El Cid, medieval weapons, Poema de Mio Cid, Reconquista, Ximena
Another of Kim’s People Pictures, this one spotted in the Spanish seaside town of Villajoyosa…
I am afraid that I have no real explanation for this one…
Posted in Arts and Crafts, Beaches, Europe, History, Spain, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Costa Blanca, People Pictures, Photography, Villajoyosa
It was Venice for all the reasons you came up with. Well done everyone. Too easy by far, I am working on something more challenging for next time.
I thought that the cruise ship might have confused some of you…
Posted in Austria, Budapest, Cathedrals, Europe, History, Hungary, Iceland, Italy, Postcards, Spain, Travel, United Kingdom, World Heritage
Tagged Budapest, Hallstatt, Hull, Mykonos, Newark, reflections, Venice
Based on the success of my previous ‘odd one out’ posts here is another.
Which one is it?
“Don Quixote is the national glory of Spain. No one who does not know that has the right to call himself a Spaniard. There is a monument to him in Madrid…he was our first revolutionary.” – Gerald Brenan, ‘South from Granada’
Posted in Arts and Crafts, Cathedrals, Europe, History, Literature, Postcards, Spain, Travel, World Heritage
Tagged Almagro, Castilla-La Mancha, Cervantes, Corral de Comedias, Ruta de Don Quixote, Sancho Panza
When it comes to taking pictures I like doors, statues, balconies and washing lines, Kim on the other hand likes people pictures so I thought I might share a few of them with you.
This one was taken in the Spanish mountain village of Pedro Bernardo in Castilla y Leon…
Have Bag, Will Travel 