Notes from Spain: Madrid con´t & Toledo
Firstly, I´ll be uploading pics to illustrate my blog entries. Unfortunately they´ll uploaded when I get back to the states and probably no sooner so I`ll try to be as discriptive as possible.
Notes Madrid:
- Can´t stop clicking pictures, I want to take a photo every 1.78 seconds.
- Our Madrid room sucks, no privacy, too hot, but the neighborhood rocks
- I think I need a new wardrobe
- the women are gorgeous
- drinking alot of sangria and beer and eating tons of tapas
- I can´t understand anyone! All the rapid fire lisping, vosotros, and dropped "s"´s are too much
- Made the mistake of letting go my wife´s hand for 20 seconds while walking through the redlight district. Within 5 seconds I was groped.
- Prado Museum: One of the world´s top art museum...and the Discourser will appreciate this stuff considering our Art classes in college. Saw master works from Titian, Velasquez, Reubens, Van Dyck, and of course El Greco with his slender tortured supjects...and our favorite, the wild man himself Hieromyus Bosch. What a surprise to enter a room to see, front and center, THE Garden of Earth Delights!!
And on to Toledo:
- Picked up our rockin Peugeot. It was their diesel version meaning even less HP, down to 64 HP. Thank God for GPS! Sorry, looking irritated in this pic.
- Toledo is an ancient hilltop town sprawled around the mightly and looming fortress Alcazar, and surrounded by it´s crenalated walls....the entire hill flanked on three sides by the river Tijo. View from the Fortress Alcazar.
Used as a way station by the Romans 2000 years ago, abandoned in the 6th century, conquered by the Visogoths in the 7th, my Muslim Invaders in the 9th, and conquered again by the Catholics in the 10th century. I swear, they could have used the labrynth of steeply undulating streets to shoot Minis Tirith scenes...and my god, GPS had us driving up, through, and around the narrowest, steepest streets, some with no more than 6 inches to spare on either side of the tiny micro car...and to Peugoet´s credit, they built one of the smoothest and easiest to modulate clutches I´ve ever used.
The locals, taking all in stride, would suck in the guts and step into doorways as we drove by....and the poor guy witht the 5 series BMW, reversing all the way down and back a particularly narrow and steep portion....mmm, the smell of burnt clutch. Anywyz, Toledo was such a treat, 1400 year old roman walls, 1000 year old Muslim fortress, and throughout, and if you look closely, grail and crusade imagery-motifs hidden and tucked away into every corner of every ediface...soo cool
Anywayz, i´m running out of time. Sory for the bad syntax/grammer. No time to proff read.
Talk to you in Cordoba....
Notes Madrid:
- Can´t stop clicking pictures, I want to take a photo every 1.78 seconds.
- Our Madrid room sucks, no privacy, too hot, but the neighborhood rocks
- I think I need a new wardrobe
- the women are gorgeous
- drinking alot of sangria and beer and eating tons of tapas
- I can´t understand anyone! All the rapid fire lisping, vosotros, and dropped "s"´s are too much
- Made the mistake of letting go my wife´s hand for 20 seconds while walking through the redlight district. Within 5 seconds I was groped.
- Prado Museum: One of the world´s top art museum...and the Discourser will appreciate this stuff considering our Art classes in college. Saw master works from Titian, Velasquez, Reubens, Van Dyck, and of course El Greco with his slender tortured supjects...and our favorite, the wild man himself Hieromyus Bosch. What a surprise to enter a room to see, front and center, THE Garden of Earth Delights!!
And on to Toledo:
- Picked up our rockin Peugeot. It was their diesel version meaning even less HP, down to 64 HP. Thank God for GPS! Sorry, looking irritated in this pic.
- Toledo is an ancient hilltop town sprawled around the mightly and looming fortress Alcazar, and surrounded by it´s crenalated walls....the entire hill flanked on three sides by the river Tijo. View from the Fortress Alcazar.
Used as a way station by the Romans 2000 years ago, abandoned in the 6th century, conquered by the Visogoths in the 7th, my Muslim Invaders in the 9th, and conquered again by the Catholics in the 10th century. I swear, they could have used the labrynth of steeply undulating streets to shoot Minis Tirith scenes...and my god, GPS had us driving up, through, and around the narrowest, steepest streets, some with no more than 6 inches to spare on either side of the tiny micro car...and to Peugoet´s credit, they built one of the smoothest and easiest to modulate clutches I´ve ever used.
The locals, taking all in stride, would suck in the guts and step into doorways as we drove by....and the poor guy witht the 5 series BMW, reversing all the way down and back a particularly narrow and steep portion....mmm, the smell of burnt clutch. Anywyz, Toledo was such a treat, 1400 year old roman walls, 1000 year old Muslim fortress, and throughout, and if you look closely, grail and crusade imagery-motifs hidden and tucked away into every corner of every ediface...soo cool
Anywayz, i´m running out of time. Sory for the bad syntax/grammer. No time to proff read.
Talk to you in Cordoba....
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