Sunday, October 28, 2007

Tarragona

Just before my mom headed back home to Calgary we made a day trip to the town of Tarragona. A nice little place for reasons above and beyond its marvelous name. Similar to Toledo the old part of the town is enclosed by a surviving wall from Roman times. Within the protective walls of the old part of the city exists a maze cobblestone streets and beautiful buildings. A couple hours spent aimlessly wondering the streets of Tarragona provided us with a wonderful afternoon in the sun to enjoy the quaint yet beautiful architecture. If you ever go to Barcelona don't miss out on this town where you are bound to get caught up in the unspoiled beauty of the buildings and extraordinary Roman ruins.










Wednesday, October 24, 2007

The Apes of Gibraltar

Gibraltar was yet another afternoon stop on our way to a greater destination, that of Granada (which unfortunately proved to be a bit of a disappointment, as you will see there are no photos to follow). The three hours spent exploring the massive rock proved quite entertaining due to mainly the entertaining antics of the monkeys or the apes as they are accurately referred to. I could post plenty of photos of these rabies infested creatures but I will save you the boredom of monkey after monkey, a few pictures should suffice. Like humans these little guys definitely had personalities, I would sum up the trip up the rock as stepping into the movie "Planet of the Apes". These little guys were everywhere; in trees, hanging from rocks, in tourist shops and commonly on top of the cabs. To most people this would be cute but the idea of exiting a cab through the door under the legs of a large ape, which had casually decided to rest there wasn't the most appealing option (how did I know this monkey was going to jump on my back and attack me?) As long as I kept my distance and they kept theirs the Apes of Gibraltar provide a unique and exciting experience I hadn't anticipated having.




Sunday, October 21, 2007

Seville

Seville, it is said to be the most romantic city in all of Spain. It was beautiful but some how it missed the romantic mark maybe because I was travelling with my mom and not my boyfriend, or because we didn't really get to see the city at night. This was a city full of color and vibrant buildings and proved to be very photogenic (how unfortunate for those of you who are getting sick of looking at photos of buildings, I promise I will soon make a conscience effort to take some photos that include me).


Toledo


Some how these photographs just don't capture the essence of Toledo. Just a little stop along the way to Seville we had the opportunity to explore the quaint, medieval town for a couple of hours. Toledo was incredibly beautiful, it was quiet, majestic and a little less travelled. It was one of those places I could have spent hours or a couple of days exploring, definitely somewhere to come back to.



Here are just a few facts:


Known as the 'Imperial City' Toledo is perched on a rocky ridge above the Rio Tajo. A labyrinth of narrow streets, plazas and hidden courtyards it has been refereed to as Iberia's Rome. Full of numerous mosques, synagogues, churches and museums Toledos provides an abundance of sites to explore within its ancient, medieval walls.


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Tuesday, October 16, 2007

First Stop... Madrid

Madrid, it was a lot like Barcelona but not as nice (or at least I didn't think so). Realistically though it is hard to get to know a city when you are travelling with your butt permanently planted in the plush velvet seating of a deluxe Trafalgar coach. Although a bus tour does allow you to cover more ground in a shorter amount of time it definitely left me feeling detached from the city I was intended to be experiencing. Almost two whole days spent in Madrid allowed me to come to the realization that like Barcelona there is too much to be seen and done in too little time. Unfortunately I didn't get to experience much of the city besides the public transit system and Placa Mayor but I was provide with an amazing excursion opportunity to see the Valley of the Fallen and San Lorenzo de El Escorial.





San Lorenzo de El Escorial was an impressive palace and monastery complex about 45 minutes outside of Madrid. A one time royal getaway this monastery attracts plenty of tourist to a quaint little town located where the foothills of Madrid meet the mountains. We have radium and the Mandrilenos have El Escorial, needless to say although the exterior was quite imposing I definitely enjoyed and appreciated my visit, at times it reminded me of the Palace of Versailles.





Valle de le Los Caidos (Valley of the Fallen) was a memorial created by the Spanish dictator Francisco Franco (viewed as a tyrant by many) for those who 'fell' during Spain's civil war. It was an astonishing basilica and monument northwest of Madrid and home to Franco's final resting place. It is said that he actually used his prisoners of war to create this memorial tribute, how ironic is that. None the less, he may have been a horrible individual but he definitely created an incredible monument, it was breathtaking.

Monday, October 15, 2007

A Whirlwind Tour of Spain


Okay so I haven't posted anything in awhile, what can I say I finally had to do some homework (you know I am going to school, I am not just here on a vacation). Lets see what do I need to catch you up on? Well besides busting my butt working on a paper and a presentation for a week or so I pretty much got mugged, literally had my wallet stolen and than used as a weapon against me (although the weapon part may have been provoked). Here is how it went: I was working at school when I decided to grab a coffee with friends (I never drink coffee so I am not sure why I needed one), instead of lugging my entire back back I just grabbed my wallet in hand and headed down the street to a coffee place less than two minutes away. It was at this time that we were approached by some vagrant looking for a light for his cigarette, needless to say he was none too please when we told him twice we didn't have one. Than he decided to get in my face and aggressively request I give him a light, too bad I don't smoke. Anyways the guy gave me a really bad feeling and definitely creeped me out, we continued to walk and I tried to think nothing of it even though my gut was telling me to turn back and make sure he wasn't behind us. So the just of the story is that this skid (druggie, vagrant, bum, whatever) ran up behind me and snatched my wallet right from my hand. But wait it gets better because naturally my instinct brought out the urge in me to chase after him (against my better judgement). I caught up with him pretty quick and got a hold of his hood when my sense was knocked back into me by the impact of my own wallet against the side of my face. Obviously I figured out pretty quick that maybe it was better to lose a bit of money and to go through the hassle of ordering new credit cards than to wind up hurt. The only hurt I was feeling was to my own ego and the stupid decision I made to carry my wallet in my hand, so remember that fact the next time you are travelling, apparently purses are made for a reason.


Luckily this unfortunate incident occurred the very day of my mothers arrival. I know for a fact that if you ask my mom about the incident she will fill you in on her theory of how it was a setup and I actually paid the guy to take it, an intentional coincidence. Realistically it couldn't have had better timing I have been able to do a lot of shopping with someone elses money, okay so that is half true but it has really been a life saver I don't know what I would have done otherwise. As for how I have been spending my time, for the past week my mom and I partook in a "wonderful" tour of Spain (only my mother will relate to the partial sarcasm). The tour proved that Spain like anywhere else is full of beautiful sites, dingy hotels and disgusting buffets. I have since come to the conclusion I will never go on a Trafalgar Tour ever again, or at least not until I have surpassed the tended age of 65. I could go into much detail surrounding the negative aspects of the tour such as boiled hot dogs for breakfast, gas station meals and hourly motels (okay that might be an exaggeration) but instead I will try to share of some the amazing things I have seen and experienced over the past week.