Hotel Alfonso VIII de Cuenca
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... knife. It was only 12:30 and we sat down for a quick lunch at a local paneria on Plaza Del Altozano. We had fresh empanadas, a sandwich with brie and bacon and croissant with ham and cheese. After lunch we sat back to enjoy a cup of coffee when I saw the most gross thing ever. A little boy of about 2 and half had to go to the bathroom, his grandma pointed to a tree, naturally the boy was behind the tree, from grandma's perspective, but right in front of us. ...
... on all the squares. Unfortunately, we are seeing a lot of beggars as well.
We are so impressed with the overall cleanliness of the cities, the beautiful condition of the roads, orderly farmlands and good-natured people.
We are so impressed with the overall cleanliness of the cities, the beautiful condition of the roads, orderly farmlands and good-natured ...
... normal; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">They headed off into Madrid's morning traffic, quickly making their way onto the auto via heading to Cuenca arriving just after lunch time. Cuenca is a small mountain top village that was first settled in the 14th century. It is simply breathtaking, positioned on the cliff faces that follow the contours of the Huecar River. I would describe Cuenca as the Grand Canyon meets the Tuscan Hills.
... the region became a agricultural and textile manufacturing centre. It stayed Muslim until the 12th century when the Christians slowly conquered the region. As you approach town you drive through the new part first before climbing up the hill to the old part of town. There is virtually only one road leading through the old town and it's that narrow that they have traffic lights installed so you can cross oncoming traffic.The Town Hall is a baroque ...
... thankfully she answers. Phew! We tell her our sad tale and she gives us instructions how to get to her restaurant so she can give us the key to the mail box.
Key in hand, we drive back to Labastida. We are doubtful if we will find anything as the house was thoroughly checked before departure.
“I’ll go in to see if I can find it.”
It can’t see it anywhere. I check the bedroom, the kitchen, the terrace and the ...