New favorite town!

Daily Drena: Something around every corner.

Today we walked all around the old part of Cuenca, and this town goes to to the top of my list of favorite places in Spain. (I know, they pretty much all do, but this one goes really high.) It’s a very charming area and full of wonderful textures and old architecture. We read that not many locals actually live in the old part of town, but we didn’t get much of a big tourist vibe (unlike Barcelona) and saw plenty of locals. We hiked up and over a suspending bridge and viewed the famous hanging houses that literally have their balconies hanging over the cliff. We then continued hiking higher up to a viewpoint that cheaters can drive to also. We popped into a couple local artisan shops and had a picnic lunch overlooking the river. It was a beautiful sunny day, almost caliente, and the flowers and trees are blooming. We ended the tour by reading on a park bench with the sounds of the flowing river water surrounding us before heading back to work. Of so many places to wind down our travels with, this was a good one to choose. The large valley on the edge of town reminds us of Ronda’s gorge, and although Ronda was definitely more spectacular, Cuenca is beautiful in its own right. We’re glad we left Barcelona a day early to give Cuenca proper time to explore.

Our Final Leg: Cuenca

Daily Drena: Has it been three months already? Or does it feel like forever?

Today is a travel day, going from the metro to the high speed train to Cuenca, which is a fantastic town close to Madrid. It’s a 5 hour ride, but it goes quickly and we’re able to catch up (mainly on this blog).

The seats are nice and spacious with a foot rest, they have outlets, and a little trash can connects to the front of the seats. Airlines could learn a thing or two from the train. The train dumps us off outside of town, (not the station we originally thought that is close to our hotel), and we go outside to see one bus with a few people waiting by it. We assume that it will take us where we need to go, and our assumptions are luckily correct.

From the bus stop we can walk to our hotel and catch a late dinner (ok, not really late for Spain) right down the street. But first, a quick high speed internet fix!!

Our night ends on an even higher note, because we are walking home, commenting about how we wish we had some ice cream, but it’s 11:28 at night and the chances are slim. We look down the street, happen to see an ice cream sign, and see that lights are still on, so we make a run for it. We arrive just in the nick of time to get a couple scoops before they close and run all the way back to the hotel with it, including 5 flights up to our room, with a few licks along the way, of course!

 

Train Ticket Determination

Daily Drena: Tickets deserve Ice Cream

All morning we continue our quest to get train tickets. Yesterday’s attempts were a debacle, and also Monday’s tickets to Cuenca have sold out. We try again online through multiple avenues with no success, then go back down to the train station (a second time for Drew) and finally get real tickets in our possession for a Sunday departure, which we guard with our lives. And thus we can proceed with our day.

Semana Santa (Easter) week is starting, and in one square we come across an outdoor service for pre-Palm Sunday with palms being handed out by nuns, until they go in procession out of the square and on down the street. Also in this square is a recycled object art fair, which is right up my alley. Love seeing stuff like this!

After some tasty ice cream, we inadvertently find some little streets with art galleries and cozy coffee shops (with WiFi), and settle in for a while to enjoy the quiet.