Casas Rurales El Arranca
Travel Blogs from Riopar
The Route of the Nazrids
... day, it was easy to spot the hoof prints of a deer which must have followed us or at least at have been pretty close by behind us on the same path without us noticing. We had spotted a few deer on the drive up to the hotel so it is easy to see why venison feature highly on the menu! It would be great to spend a few days walking the pathways here, spring would be amazing with everything bursting into life again. The trail takes us up some steep tracks, still a bit muddy in places ...
Are there meth labs in Tomolloso?
... to take us into the restaurant (attached to the bar) which is huge, but empty, so we opt for the food in the bar. It's okay, but we have a combination plate which consists of squid, chips, fried egg and ham, weird combination. On the way back to the hostal, we stop into a small market and buy some local wine. One red which is a 2005 Tomolloso local which costs 4-50 euro and a local white that costs 2-75 euro, what a bargain! Tomolloso maybe small, but we have enjoyed it's ...
Chasing Dragons, I Mean, Windmills
... if you doubt me, read here: http://listphoria.blogspot.de/2011/10/s hakespeares-contribution-to-english.htm l?m=1). All over the region of Castille-La Mancha are claims to the Don Quixote trail, but we chose to go to Consuegra because of the exceptional windmills. It's said that these windmills are the legendary ones that the brave hidalgo fought when he mistook ...
Anchovies,asparagus or artichokes! (Caroline)
... Tim very kindly reminded me of when we first met........ I used to get confused and found it hard to remember which was anchovies, which was asparagus and which was artichokes.! So if there were anchovies in a menu I'd have to check with Tim which one they were of the 3 ! Amazing to me today of course since I am sooooooo posh I eat them all regularly. The food was good simple hearty food- salad , chicken soup followed by pork loin. a taxi home ended the day ...
Granada, and the Heritage of Spain
... I circle back in to take a break in the quiet garden I noticed earlier on my way in. Things have picked up in the three-plus hours since I arrived. The walkways are jammed with people, enjoying the sunny day. But I am still virtually alone in the garden; I could be on another planet. After I leave the grounds, and the throngs lining up to get in, I sit on a bench in the sunshine to reflect upon what I've seen. It's all clear to me now. The sounds ...