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Trip Start Aug 29, 2013
Trip End Nov 07, 2013

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Eurostars Las Adelfas Córdoba
Read my review - 4/5 stars

Flag of Spain  , Andalusia,
Sunday, September 8, 2013

As good as Toledo was, we continue the journey south toward Cordoba.
The journey today will take us from the province of Castilla-La-Mancha into the province of Andalusia.

First stop on the agenda is not too far from Toledo and is a Roman village famous for its photogenic ridge of 12 windmills.

Almagro is next and has the finest Plaza Mayor in La Mancha, which features green window frames above the colonnades.
The heat of the day is taking its toll on Gail and she seeks out a little shop in the colonnade that is selling lace Spanish fans.
Not being a large town or on the tourist ant trail we figure that prices of local cottage industry type merchandise will be fair and reasonable (read: cheap!)
The price appears to be 1.50 euro (about $2.25) and she enquires about buying one. There is a touch of miscommunication between the shopkeeper and Gail and when he is offered the brass coins, he laughs his head off and dismisses us with a wave muttering something about 150 euro!
Talk about missing the point!

We next head for Las Virtudes in the hope that we may be able to see the extraordinary 17th century Plaza de Toros.

Along the way we encounter a new entrance to a freeway that the GPS doesn't recognise. This particular entry is not clearly defined and after several attempts to get it right and ending up on ramps that go nowhere I decide to drive to where I think I should be going and to let the GPS recalculate a new route. Big mistake! As if to teach me a lesson, the GPS takes us onto progressively smaller roads, then gravel, then dirt with potholes, then through a cornfield and finally when we are 2 metres from the black tarm a large ditch (like a moat with no water)  presents itself to be crossed as a final challenge. I cannot turn around, I don't feel like reversing a couple of kilometres and in any case I am not going to let some 2 bit GPS beat me. Gail refuses to be part of the contest and jumps out of the car. I inch forward and with all the skill of my 4 wheel driving experience I negotiate the ditch. First on 4 wheels, then 3. I throw my weight to one side, like sailing a boat, and finally get all tyres onto the black. The scratches are under-body (won't be seen to affect my excess), the stalks of corn are removed from the grill, Gail gets back in the car and the broken-in GPS now offers much more palatable instructions.

As we approached the small village of Las Virtudes, there appeared to be a lot of activity. We drove as close as we could get and parked the car. Then as we walked toward all the people we could see there was some sort of carnival happening. We continued up to the gate of the bull ring which was in the midst of all the activity. It was firmly closed but we could see through the cracks that there were some people inside. At that very moment a Spaniard walked up to the gate and knocked hard. The gate opened and after some Spanish intercourse, the man entered. Before the gate could close I approached the gate keeper and babbled away in my best Australian whilst pointing to my camera. The gateman looked at me quizzically. He either thought I was a crazy man or just someone on a mission. A few slow seconds passed and then he further opened the gate and invited us in.

The last stop before we get to Cordoba is Viso del Marques where a Renaissance palace completely dominates the little town. Unfortunately we arrive after the palace has closed so we take a photo through the large keyhole, visit the old church adjacent and the pretty Plaza Mayor opposite.

We arrive into Cordoba in the late afternoon. We leave our luggage at the hotel and drive down to the old city just as the sun is setting. A quick look around is in order before we start thinking about what to do for the evening. Gail is keen to see a Flamenco show whilst I just want to eat. The dilemma is resolved when we spot a restaurant offering a free Flamenco show at 9.00 pm for all diners. The show was short but interesting, the food was reasonable and the drinks paid for the "free" show! I was wondering why there was no drink menu/price list.

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Gill on

Although the Wilsons may have the odd concern at the moment this blog launched me into abandon laughter. I could visualise it all and welcomed every minute of it. Love it!

Sue on

Loving the dialogue! X

Leonie on

It is the most amazing place. We loved it! All that history.

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