We were awakened at 6:45 to begin our journey to Toledo.
The day was cold and overcast and I was suddenly regretting bringing 8 dresses
to wear. Mari Luce came with us on the bus and gave us facts along our drive.
About 20 mins into our drive we were pulled over by the police. Apparently
there are very strict bus driver regulations in Spain and a lot of
documentation is necessary. The regulation says something like drivers are only
allowed to drive for 3 hours straight and then they are required to take a 30
min break. It took around 25 mins for the cops to go through the paperwork and
confirm we were being safe before we were allowed back on the road.
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Policio checking the driver |
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Can't escape the popo even across the world |
After another hour of driving, we reached the walled city
of Toledo. It is a fortress on top of a hill and it is stunning. There is a
river forming a natural barrier to the surrounding landscape that was
breathtaking. The old city of Toledo is still behind the original wall and the
new city surrounds it on the outside of the wall. The streets within the wall
are so narrow the bus couldn't fit so we were dropped off at an escalator that
carried us up into the city. The streets were so narrow they were barely wide
enough for compact cars to drive through and they twisted and turned and made
absolutely no sense. Mari Luce explained to us that this was to confuse an
enemy if they ever infiltrated the city. The streets were made of cobblestone
and rock that was uneven and made for very interesting walking.
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Toledo |
After walking around the shops, we stumbled upon our
first Spanish Cathedral. It was in the gothic style and it was stunning. For
someone like me who had never really seen any Catholic cathedrals in my life,
it was jaw dropping. All of the carvings and arches and details were
overwhelming- I think I took at least 30 pictures of this one building. The
Last Supper was painstakingly carved out over the front doors and it was
awesome.
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Last supper over the door |
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Close up of the last supper |
Toledo is also famous for its marzipan. I had heard of it
before but I couldn't remember ever trying it. We were told it's traditionally
a Christmastime food in Spain, but Toledo is famous for it all year around.
Being brave, I decided to try a piece and I was super disappointed. It was not
very good at all. I had planned on bringing some home since that is what they
were famous for but quickly changed my mind.
Toledo is like many of the cities in Spain in that it was
home to Jewish, Christian, and Muslim people throughout time. The layers of the
city show the different influences. There was the Jewish quarter that was
marked by Stars of David tiles set in the road, there was a monumento nacional (National Monument) named Santa Maria La Blanca that had at
one time also been a Jewish synagogue and a Christian church, and there were
different religious symbols marking the walls. We went into the building and although
it was completely empty and no longer used as a church, the religious symbols
were still overlapping everywhere. It was sad to see this beautiful building
reduced to nothing more than an empty museum.
Lastly we went and saw the painting The Burial of Count
Orgaz in the tower of Santo Tome by El Greco. This painting is painted above
the tomb of Don Gonzalo Ruiz (the subject of the painting) and cannot be moved
so you have to file reverently into this old church that only serves as a tomb
now. The painting is beautiful and has been preserved well from the late 1500s.
It shows the burial of the count and the sadness of his people when he died. El
Greco was somewhat mischievous and painted himself as well as his son into the
painting. It was another sign that I actually do enjoy art.
When we finally arrived in Cordoba it was dinner time
(which in Spain is around 9 pm). After a delicious buffet provided by the
hotel, we wandered around Cordoba a little bit before the sun went down. Our
hotel had a rooftop pool and lookout and we could see the whole city. It was
another beautiful city, thank you Spain.
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The hotel we stayed at |
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View from the roof |
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Cordoba |
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The yummiest ice cream ever |
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