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We couldn't help but laugh as he banged the plates down in front of us and groaned when we asked for "agua grande'.
Let me tell you there was nothing hot about the waiter, the hotel, or the town!
We couldn't get out of there quick enough and the next morning skipped what was loosely passed as breakfast and hastily left the grumpy, dirty, rude town whose only redeeming feature was the giant bottle of wine on the side of the road - and even the label on that was ...
... functional with aesthetics. I assume of course given the size of buildings that like all things only the exclusive level of society got the good stuff. The bridge in Merida is nearly 800 m in length over extremely shallow water. It does however occasionally surge and flood over the hundreds of years. It is also obviously not in original condition as various leaders added some ramps and dividers and new tops etc etc. The base is fairly original so still something to think about. ...
The Roman Theatre of Mérida is a construction promoted by the consul Vipsanius Agrippa in the Roman city of Emerita Augusta, capital of Lusitania. It was constructed in the years 16 to 15 BCE. The Amphitheatre of Mérida is a ruined Roman amphitheater situated in the Roman colony of Emerita Augusta, present-day Mérida, in Spain.
... its not the major road which is a little further over. Rock on!
We know we are clearly on the old Roman road here. The markers say so, but do you trust them? But alas! In the area there are hitos marked with 'Miliario (mile) XX III'. This is the mile markers in the original road of the Romans! Far freaking out! A little closer to the village we see one for the 30th mile marker. The granite post is the marker. The hito with the number is for our benefit. Check pic.
... is still allowed. Full of cork trees and an easy walk though a slow incline all day. There are signs that we are not allowed to pick the acorns (as if) but the locals may like them but all the notes say they are for the livestock as a supplement food. Heaven on the feet though stupido somehow managed to do a good full ankle roll while still in darkness on absolutely nothing. Was checking the rocks for slaps of yellow paint to say we were all ok. Walked on ...