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So, as I sit @ the Madrid Airport waiting on my flight, I'm realizing this may be my last time in Spain. I didn't get to see and do everything that I wanted to. Part of me will miss it, but part of me will be glad to say goodbye. In all, I've spent close to two months here, probably longer than the imternship I did in Washington in the 90s, but I may have learned more about myself this time than @ any ...
... but the old town
on the hill is honestly somewhat of a museum village that was nearly deserted.
I suspect the shops and restaurants in the village only open on weekends and in
summer for day trippers and second home owners who want to experience quaint.
The tourist office was able to give me a map of the village’s sights but none
were open. Although entirely medieval in appearance the settlement there dates
from the Roman era and a Roman arch remains.
... of the houses are owned by people who live in
Madrid and use them either as ancestral family properties or as country weekend
I had a nice three-course lunch of Rabbit, Rice, and
Vegetable Soup, Grilled Trout with Ham, and Whiskey Cake washed down with some
wine, a nice Menu del Dia for 9 Euros. When I got out of the restaurant it was
pouring rain again, so I decided it was time for a siesta in the car. Mine was
the only car in the lot in ...
... could understand my pathetic charades pointing to his woollen jumper he was wearing and saying "Maa-reno!", "Yes, Merino sheep farmers!". He was quite excited I was a farm girl and I was excited he was excited! Pointing to his dogs, which were just as cute as him, I asked if I could them a pat. All of the loved the attention except the young timid one I couldn't coherse to come out from under the old timber doorway he was hiding behind. Gesturing 'is he quiet' ...
Having left Sayalonga during the most stunning sunrise of our trip we then had a beautiful drive north through central Spain via Granada and Jaen. The province of Jaen produces the majority of Spanish olives and there are spectacular groves as far as the eye can see. We stopped for fuel just after Madrid and discovered a slight problem ,a 'pinchazo'
. Deep joy. Come on, you don't know what a flat tyre is in ...