Monday, June 30, 2008
Fiesta time
It is my belief that if you stay in Mexico, South America or Spain long enough there is going to be a fiesta. There is no one who likes a celebration more than the Spainards. We woke up Saturday morning and took a 30 min. tour of the city (Ubeda) and when we got back to our parador we noticed all this fabric going up all over the city and suns being stenciled on the streets. So, we ask the hotel clerk what was going on. He said there would be a BIG celebration going on tonight. It was the celebration of the "wheat harvest". We thought FUN FUN. We were thinking a gala good time. Well, it didn't start until 10:30pm (you know how these Spainish are!!). And the clerk said it would go on until 2am and it was all going to end just under our window.
scenes in the parador
When I couldn't get Elizabeth & Ray out and about they were in the courtyard
Ubeda
Ubeda is just the sweetest places you could ever hope to see in Spain. So many fun things happened to us while there.
But, first let me tell you that Ubeda was inscribed in the World Heritage List on July 3, 2003. It is one the the select cities in the world where the human hand has constructed a unique and everlasting work. It is UNESCO's claim that Ubeda more than any other place in the world, exemplifies the humanist Spanish Renaissance. For the most past, the art and monuments bequeathed the city were produced in the 16th and 17th centries. The statue is of Andres de Vandelvira, the author of the most magnificent buildings in the city.
The parador is the straight building on the left. It is the second oldest parador in Spain.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
goat shepherd
go shopping
Did I mention that the day we went into Sevilla that the temperature was 43*C? That is about 120* When we finished with the cathedral (did I also mention that the inside of the cathedral is the size of a football field?) we had a bite of lunch then everything was closed except the shops so we went shopping! Elizabeth bought this cute little dress. She has worn it for 3 days. Even Ray has told her if she will change clothes we will look for another dress. We just missed the bus back to Carmona and had to wait 45 minutes for the next bus. Elizabeth busied herself crossing the street buying Fantas and ice cream
. We got back to the parador @ 8pm and had to CLIMB up the hill about a mile to the parador (did I mention that it was 120*). Never saw a taxi but, we were so proud of ourselves that we had found our way home all by ourselves. That night at dinner we could not drink enough liquids.
Up the stairs?
Towards the end of the cathedral tour you come to this hall that says you can go to the top of the bell tower. It is only 34 steps. I'm thinking their idea of steps and my idea of steps are probably two different ideas. So, I tell Elizabeth I didn't think I would go to the top. So, she says she is going for it. I tell her to go for it and I make myself comfortable on a bench and people watch. Then I get to feeling bad that for heaven sake can I not make it up 34 steps? So, I start up...........Well, they are not steps............It is 34 ramps.......probably about about 20 steps per ramp. With windows along the way. Well, when I get to 14 I run into Elizabeth on the way down. She is feeling guilty that I might be worried about her. She has been to the top and offers to go again with me. How about that for the sweet grandaughter?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)

