Hotel Convento del Giraldo
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... village of Frias on route to our hotel which has a castle at the centre. It is located on a rocky outcrop that rises above the surrounding valley and looked particularly impressive due to the atmospheric clouds and surrounding mountains. Following a drink in Frias (another Zumo de piña for Joey) we went onwards to our home for the evening. When we arrived we realised again the difficulties of our ...
... taking notes as she has to report on the worth or otherwise (and value) in bringing future tours here.
I am sitting on the train which is taking us from Cuenca to Valencia, the third biggest city in Spain. This is the birth place of the Paella and lunch will be waiting for us. After this we are off on a walking tour of the city. Tomorrow morning sees the start of a free day but a few of us are going to book a bike tour around the ...
... A village
grew up around it and then sprawled down the steep hill bound by the vertical
canyon walls all the way down to the flatter lands at the bottom. With such
limited space on the ridge, they also built up and most of the buildings in
Cuenca are multistory.
The old city of Cuenca constitutes the UNESCO World Heritage
Site. Cuenca’s new city sprawls around on the plain below the ridges and
canyons and is ...
... of the class trips as well so its safe to say we were not all that bright and cheery.
Although it was pouring when we first got to Cuenca, it actually turned out to be a lot of fun. We saw a few different cathedrals/churches/mosques, the hanging houses which literally are attached to the side of a wall and hang over a cliff, and then we saw a very cool aqueduct. In order to get to it we had to do a little climbing ...
... hotel a month ago. . With great foresight we had one night stay for free, and as payback we were forced to have a luxury parador vacation. It's a tough life but somebody has to do it. Although the parador had a great view of the old city, we needed to walk across a bridge over a gorge to get to the other side. I hate to say that my fear of heights came into play again when having to cross, but with Johan holding my hand and me looking up towards to cliffs on ...