Yesterday, Sunday November 11th, Remembrance Day, we slept late and had breakfast in our hotel. For 4.75 euros each it’s filling and okay but really not that good. We think that tomorrow we’ll just get pastries and a coffee for the addict at a little bakery down the street. We acknowledged Remembrance Day by looking online but there’s really no sign of it on the streets here. Maybe it’s because we’re in the tourist area.
We had no big plans for the day so we walked about 5 minutes up to the Flamenco Museum. We’re glad we did. It’s in an old inn that’s been there for hundreds of years and has a colourful past. It’s even mentioned in the story “Don Quixote”.
The museum has lots of interactive displays of flamenco guitar, vocal and dancing techniques. Trying to even match the rythms is extremely difficult. It was a fascinating morning.
In the afternoon we wandered over by the Mezquita, the big old mosque (now cathedral), where we’ll visit tomorrow. Near there was a sandwich shop with lots of ham that deserved a photo. Spaniards are big on smoked meats.
Finally, we had a late lunch, or early supper, on the patio of a neighbourhood restaurant and watched the world go by. After a short walk down to the old Roman bridge and the Triumphal Arch (which was never finished) to shake down lunch, we’re back in our room for the night. We’ve included a picture of our hotel lobby. Lots of character.
We had no big plans for the day so we walked about 5 minutes up to the Flamenco Museum. We’re glad we did. It’s in an old inn that’s been there for hundreds of years and has a colourful past. It’s even mentioned in the story “Don Quixote”.
The museum has lots of interactive displays of flamenco guitar, vocal and dancing techniques. Trying to even match the rythms is extremely difficult. It was a fascinating morning.
In the afternoon we wandered over by the Mezquita, the big old mosque (now cathedral), where we’ll visit tomorrow. Near there was a sandwich shop with lots of ham that deserved a photo. Spaniards are big on smoked meats.
Finally, we had a late lunch, or early supper, on the patio of a neighbourhood restaurant and watched the world go by. After a short walk down to the old Roman bridge and the Triumphal Arch (which was never finished) to shake down lunch, we’re back in our room for the night. We’ve included a picture of our hotel lobby. Lots of character.
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