Leaving the frenetic madness of Madrid behind, we headed off today by bus on a bright and beautiful Sunday morning towards Cordoba for a two night stay.
Our journey towards Al Andalus was interrupted by a several hour stop in Toledo.
While in town, we strolled through the narrow city streets, stood enthralled before the magnificent El Greco masterpiece The Burial of the Count of Orgaz (expertly analyzed by our local city guide Carlos), listened to a detailed explication of how a Jewish synagog came to be build by Muslim artisans and eventually converted into a Catholic Church, enjoyed yet another tasty al fresco lunch in a narrow alley just off the main square, waited in line for minutes on end to buy just a few small pieces of the local marzipan and quickly fell in love with the city's many charms.
Another five hours or so zipping across the high plain, over a range of mountains and past untolled thousands of olive trees eventually brought us to our destination, another old, old city with a colorful past and lots of history to impart - a process we'll begin soon enough tomorrow morning.
Our journey towards Al Andalus was interrupted by a several hour stop in Toledo.
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