Durango! I’ll do my best to keep this short and sweet. Prior to our arrival there, we side-tripped to Mesa Verde Park, where Native Americans formerly dwelled. And during a relatively small part of their time there, they moved their living quarters under the rock cliffs that most of us have probably seen in a … More Colorado’s Last, Steamy Blast
Heading UP to the High Country – that’s no joke. It’s ear-popping fun shooting over Monarch Pass at 11300 feet, or thereabout, and then ending up in a vast “valley” that probably runs at around 10000 feet, at least until the next peaks point into sight. But it’s late September, so it’s not just the … More High Country Hues
A friend of mine is travelling to Spain, and our conversations have unearthed many amazing and delicious memories of last year’s Spanish vacation. She’ll be visiting Barcelona and Madrid, the former with its fantastic Gaudi architecture and oceanside vibe, and the latter with its pedestrian-centric plazas, loaded museums, and – of course – TAPAS. How … More Revisiting Spain
As previously mentioned, we attended a Real Madrid match. Arriving at the Stadium sans dinner, we wandered the stadium halls and quickly realized our food options would be limited. We grabbed a couple of very uninspiring jamon sandwiches to fill our stomach voids, and found our seats. Halftime arrived and our sustenance of choice was … More A Curious Experience: ALL of the Ham Sandwiches
We caught an evening flight* from Seville to Lisbon, Portugal, our last stop in the journey. It was time to navigate a new city and a new language for a brief time before heading back across the Atlantic. Arriving quite late, and without having much sustenance to speak of, we ventured out in search of … More ..And, Lastly, Lisbon
We arrived and dropped our car off in Seville’s main train station without issue, aside from a few arguments with Europcar as to preexisting damage on the car. From there we hailed a cab to our hotel (which proved to be the most terrifying taxi ride we’ve every experienced). We were low on steam at this … More Sleepy in Sevilla
We were pried away from Granada by a reserved car rental, so we taxied to the train station to pick up our “Seat Ibiza,” a little diesel, stick-shift hatchback that was destined to drive us to Spain’s Costa del Sol, through the mountains, and then onto Sevilla for as its final destination. The Costa del Sol … More Beaches & Mountains (of the Spanish sort)
Why did we fall in love with Granada? Was it simply the Alhambra, an incredibly-detailed, Moorish-built palace and surrounding complex that captivated our attention for nearly four straight hours? Was it the winding, hilly streets that offered occasional peeps at that imposing structure on the hill? Was it our hotel room that offered a view both during … More Oh, Granada…
During our Madrid stay, we day-tripped to Toledo, which is a short half hour train ride from the bigger of the two cities. Toledo’s old town is Spain’s former capital and a webbed maze of streets sitting atop a hill, its medieval aura seemingly undisturbed for its thousands of years in existence. We spent plenty … More Toledo – A Trip Back in Time
Suddenly, we’re in Sevilla. That’s four stops after Barcelona, the last place I left my blog. I’ve fallen terribly behind schedule after a bit of travel exhaustion in Madrid, as well as our last stop having non-free WiFi. But back to the subject of Madrid, anyhow! We exited the underground metro station straight into the … More Madrid (Shamefully Late)
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