It’s time for the blog to live up to its name and come back to the area around Madrid, as most of the recent blog entries have been dominated by my travels around Spain. Today, another suggestion for a short trip close to Madrid.
When we mentioned that we are going to Nerja to our Spanish friends, they asked “what for?”, with expressions of bewilderment on their faces. It was March, long before the start of the season, and Nerja struck them as being nothing more than place to relax on the beach. So we decided to find out for ourselves.
A half an hour drive away to the north of Madrid is where aÂ differentÂ world begins.
Today I’m taking you to another picturesque town in Andalusia. Itâ€™s a well-known place, popular among tourists visiting the Costa del Sol and wanting to see something other than the Spanish coast.
Finally, we have direct flights from my home town of Poznan to Madrid and what’s more, they are cheap, which is what prompted me to write this post. You can fall in love with Madrid all year round, but here are a few reasons why visiting in December is a good idea (of course, some of them apply all year round).
â€ś- Look there, Sancho Panza, my friend, and see those thirty or so wild giants, with whom I intend to do battle and kill each and all of them, so with their stolen booty we can begin to enrich ourselves. This is nobel, righteous warfare, for it is wonderfully useful to God to have such an evil race wiped from the face of the earth.
– What giants?- asked Sancho Panza.
-The ones you can see over there – answered his master – with the huge arms, some of which are very nearly two leagues long.
– Now look, your grace – said Sancho – what you see over there aren’t giants, but windmills, and what seems to be arms are just their sails, that go around in the wind and turn the millstone.
– Obviously – replied Don Quixote – you don’t know much about adventures.â€ťÂ
Miguel de Cervantes
Spain, quite literally, surprises you at every turn with new touristic gems to visit. Wherever we go, we find new treasures, often in the form of quaint, small towns.
The end of summer is here, and so it’s time to revert to old habits. I’m still running around between photo shoots and editing, but things I left unfinished from before the holiday season are still in my mind â€“ the pictures I took then, really want to be shared!
A long, long time ago, when the Moors ruled in AndalucĂa, a King with only one son ruled in Granada. Astrologers foresaw that the young prince Ahmed would have a great future. The only thing that could have stood in the way of this wasâ€¦love.
I remember my first month in Madrid, one spent in a hotel and when I was essentially involuntarily unemployed without access to my PC. The hotel’s internet connection left a lot to be desired, and so I spent lots of my time out in the field. It wasn’t quite the season for sitting down in the park with a good book and so I found myself wandering around the city, trying to get to know it (take a look at some of my earlier blog entries).