Spring, Spring… It‚Äôs made us wait a long time this year. It’s delayed by a good month or so, but is finally here (in Poland). I don’t know why, but upon the coming of spring, my thoughts always turn to Alcal√° de Henares and so today, we’re escaping from the city, but we are not going too far!
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.
A half an hour drive away to the north of Madrid is where a¬†different¬†world begins.
‚Äú- 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.‚ÄĚ¬†
Miguel de Cervantes
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).
This time, a few photos from around Madrid – views of the Sierra de Guadarrama captured during the search to find locations for couples’ photo shoots.
Living in a large city, even in the suburbs, means that sometimes you just want to escape. As you’ve seen, I’m not a big city girl, as when the weekend comes along, I feel like going out and breathing some fresh air.
This is one of my favourite places close to Madrid. It‚Äôs a charming town, quite different to the ones I’ve seen to-date.
While preparing the post for my blog, I’ve come to realise just how much the weather impacts the way I see places. It influences my photos too, not just because of the conditions themselves, but because when it’s cold, I just don’t fancy taking out my camera ūüôā
It was better here ūüėČ But still cold, I mean really cold.¬†
You’ve been to Toledo, right? Anyone who comes to Madrid usually visits Toledo so I guess I can get away with only posting a few (poor) photos.