Thursday, June 24, 2010
A day spent with an Angel
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Dia de San Juan
Another day in paradise
Tomorrow, we actually have quite a busy day. We had origninally planned to head to Tarifa to take the morning ferry across the Strait of Gibraltar to spend the day in Tangier, Morocco. We thought "we're coming all this way, let's do it"... but plans have changed (and let's be honest, we WILL be back!). Instead, we are going on a 7-hour cooking excurion (originally with two other resort couples, now it's just the two of us!... how romantical!!...) amidst the Ronda mountains near Gaucin Village (about an hour away) where a chef will prepare 5 different rustic dishes (heck yes accompanied by regional wines). We get to hand pick our ingredients from the nearby farms and orchards and prepare everything with the chef!! We. Can't. Wait. And yes, like mentioned above, I have every intention of returning and cooking at home.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Slow News Day...
Agenda for tomorrow looks very much the same. WAIT, almost forgot...we're going to the grocery store tomorrow. That may very well be too much for one day.
Hasta luego
-leo
Sunday, June 20, 2010
You’ll recall from the previous post that our first event in Seville, though a tad annoying, was memorable and we did notice that this was the most touristy and “American-ny” of our Iberian Experience thus far (overheard as we paseo’d last night): “Are you from Seville? No?? You’re from Mexico?!?![shriek] We’re from America!!!!”… sigh… Congratulations sweetheart, you found someone from the same continent.
We did have a most enjoyable and memorable trip though as we started our Saturday with a 2-hour tour by Concepion Delgado whom you will recognize from Rick Steves’ Seville section of his Spain book and dvd. “Conthepthion” is a quirky and fun lil’ Sevilliana who tours small groups (we refused to do a larger cattle-call type of group or be with anyone younger than 25... when did we get so old??). There were about 5 other couples, including another young couple from Seattle, in our group. Following this walking tour of Barrio Santa Cruz ([where we were staying at the YH Giralda- once an 18th century abbots’ house] and doing the majority of our dining at Casa Tomate [because Leo quickly became BFFs with the bartenders]) and a quick tapas break, we joined her for another tour, this time specifically of the Alcazar. You are probably thinking, “didn’t you just do an Al-cathar tour?”… well yes… but this is a 10th century palace (rebuilt in the 14th century) that still functions as a royal palace and is the oldest in Europe- GORGEOUS- (let’s just hope I got those facts right!). The architecture, tiles, and art galore was amazing (that, and a little weird… there are many designs [15th century? Can’t recall exactly] that are hard to explain, such as the men whose bodies curl into some sort of tailed fruit bowl). This is also an extremely popular sight for wedding photos and we saw bride & groom after bride & groom posing for the shots of their wedding day (this began at around noon and we saw the last couple leave the Cathedral after midnight). After a quick tapas and cafĂ© break, we toured the gardens and headed over to tour Seville’s Cathedral (yes, another Cathedral tour… but again, this is the largest Gothic church in the world!... I think. To see the alter alone was worth the entry fee) and walk up the Giralda tower- 330 feet up, about 36 flights of ramps (woo hoo, no stairs!) to see the best views of Seville. All of that walking warranted a much needed siesta.
Friday, June 18, 2010
To be 19 again...
*"How often do the goalies score?"
*"EEWWWEE Guinness is, like, the worst beer in the world. It's like sooooo gross!"
*"[SHRIEK/SCREAM/SQUEAL]" when US was no where close to the ball.
*"God Bless Ah merh ah kaaaaaa" when US did score it's second goal.
Am I in Seville or Cancun??... I feel like I should be wearing beads as currency.
de Segovia a Seville
Obviously, the tours of both the Alcazar and Cathedral were memorable (and although the photos don’t even capture half the experience, you can get the basic idea), I wanted to share some of our other memories and anecdotes from yesterday:
*While in a busier section of the town, I look down the street to see a white Great Pyrenees dog (for those that never knew our family’s dog in Oklahoma and New Mexico, Claire was this type- a large white sheep-herding dog) walking down the street… with mail in his mouth! A mail carrying dog! While we were unable to capture the exact moment (he was quite speedy as well) with his head turned to us, we later caught a shot of him at a local shop, ‘keeping guard’ (i.e., begging for us to pet him).
*There is nothing quite like taking a snack break, munching on local fruit, under the shadow of the Alcazar while listening to the birds and little boys play around a statuesque fountain.
*More about food (but Vegetarians be ware)… you can’t come to Segovia without having a taste of cochinillo asado: roast suckling pig (21 days of mother’s milk, into the oven, and onto our plate!). Not my favorite of meals so far (a VERY rich pork, with a hint of gamey-ness… but damn, that skin is gooood). It’s all about the experiences, right?
*I am so thankful of how (carry-on rolling backpack and over the shoulder travel purse) and some of the things I have packed (given this is my first international experience). Here are what I feel are some must haves if you will be traveling: couple of pairs of Ex Officio (or Brook’s Moving Comfort) underware- wicking, easily washable, and wonderful; Go Lite’s (or purchased through Title 9) reversible travel dress- Beet? Black? Hard to beat!; Dr. Bronner’s bar soap- used as minty fresh laundry soap (in the sink), shaving cream, and shampoo so far; and last and far from least, a travel partner that you love (and it doesn’t hurt if he speaks the language of the country you are visiting, but it is not required). What is required is that you travel with someone with whom you can not only share the cultural and culinary experiences, but with someone with who you can easily verbally and nonverbally communicate with. I am truly blessed to have all of those things with me on this journey! How lucky am I??
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Futbol es vida
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Prado, Parque, y Paella
Monday, June 14, 2010
Day 0: Getting to Spain...
Well today was the day that's been almost a year in the making. Our good friend Amy dropped us off at SeaTac airport and our journey began. As with most trips there were a few snags along the way, but as of the drafting of this post (en route from Heathrow to Madrid) things have gone relatively smooth. Here are the lowlights and highlights.
The plan all along was to pack very minimally and carry our baggage on to the plane. We didnt want to have to be slowed down by checking luggage, plus limiting the amount of things we packed kept it adventurous. Well thanks to "insert name" that plan went out the window right at the S gates of SeaTac. After having a light meal, Erin and I were in line at the gate to check our documentation and ensure the online boarding process had gone smoothly. When for no apparent reason, a BA gate rep...lets call her "Jaquline", pulled us aside and asked to check the sizing of our bags. Now I had been trying to avoid this scenario as i knew my bag was techincally a few cm over the length limit, but my efforts to go unnoticed went in vain. Upon learning that my bag would need to be gate checked, "lady" instructed me to go see "Michelle". Needless to say I had no idea who Michelle was and thus started my first fit of anger. Those who know me, know that patience is a virtue I rarely if ever posses. But I was able to keep my cool by repeating the "i'm on vacation" mantra. I transfered a few key items into my backpack and prayed my bag would meet me on the other side as i watched "lady" carry it off.
The flight from Seattle to London was relatively uneventful. Except for the elderly man who reached into the overhead bin, let a coat fall out of said overhead bin...spilling my Ginger Ale (an in flight favorite) and water all over my pants. Once again my patience was tested and I failed the test. Got upset, but counted to 392 and began getting over it as my pants began to dry 2 hours later. Having semi-successfully navigated obstacle #2 of the trip, I setteld in with my magazines, our Rick Steve's guide book, and some good headphones for the personal seatback TV. I was able to watch 2 movies, "Invictus" (starring Matt Damon & Morgan Freedman) and Sherlock Holmes both of which i'd recommend. I also got to hear the self titled release by "Broken Bells". Been meaning to hear more of that CD as i'm a fan of both The Shins? & Gnarls Barkley and members of each are represented.
After about 9 hours, we landed at London's Heathrow airport. Here are a couple of anecdotes from my whopping 3 hours at Heathrow. First off, if you can ever avoid connecting or from anywhere other than Heathrow's Terminal 5...do it. I cant begin to explain the bass-ackwards process we had to endure today. We landed at T5 and had to connect to our Madrid flight in T3. You’d think going from one terminal to another would be easy right? Well, not exactly. After navigating a dozen or so escalators, we got to take a bus through the back roads of Heathrow. This is where i learned that the Brits like to be wordy & proper...for instance a “Yield” sign in the States is a “Give Way” sing in the UK. Why use 2 words when 1 will do?? Anyhow, after about a 25 min ride, we arrived at T3, a terminal straight out of 1974. To make things more difficult, we got to stand in line for another 20 min in order to go through security again...easily outdoing any of the inefficient airports back home. I will say this, the TSA equivalent in London were much more polite. No yelling about liquids in bags, shoes needing to be taken off or laptops out, just polite reminders and prompts moving people through the process. (Someday i’ll post a rant about the ineptitude of TSA in the US). Once through security, we arrived at a terminal that looked and felt more like a shopping mall than an airport. The basic process is that you roam the shops or food court area and keep an eye on the monitors. About an hour prior to boarding, you gate gets posted to your flight, and off you go. Very different... the duty free shops are obviously benefiting from the setup. Cartier, Tiffany, Harrods, toys stores you name it, it was packed with tourists buying stuff.
Flight from London to Madrid was delayed by about 45 minutes as we “waited to find 5 peices of baggage”...now tell me when you’ve ever heard of such a thing?! In the States, you’re bags don’t make it, too f’in bad...that flight is going! Nice customer service for those anonymous few whose bags benefitted from the delay, but a bit annoying after having been in transit for over 12 hours.
Arrival in Madrid was perfect, great new & modern airport terminal. We decided to take the 2€ metro (aka subway) in lieu of a 35€ cab ride. Great decision...the system here is easy to use and very efficient. We did have to make 2 transfers, but the ride from the airport to our destination station was about 45 min...sure beats sitting in traffic on 5 or 405. Our hotel in Madrid is situated near the Plaza Santa Ana near many bars, tapas, and sites. After taking a nap we walked the streets, known as “Paseo” and had our first authentic tapas meal. We had Jamon, Croquettas & some bread with evoo & tomatoes. I had beers while Erin had red wine. Afterwards, we roamed the area a bit, found an ice cream stand and split the dulce de leche.
Were beat so we’re going to turn in and do some sight seeing and such tomorrow. I promise my future posts will not be this long...and if they are i promise to make them funnier, or try.
Hasta luego...
-lr
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
3 more work days...
We decided to start a blog and our first postings will be about our upcoming trip to Spain- woo hoo!! We hope to keep in touch via 'pictures, posts, and anecdotes' and pretty much rub it in everyone's face that we are in Spain- woo hoo!! You'll see our buddies (pictured here) in some of our upcoming travel photos when we are bored of photos of ourselves (for those that know Erin well, you know this may be a while).
We head to Spain (via London) on Sunday. We'll spend a couple of days each in Madrid, Segovia, and Seville, before 'camping out' (HA!!) in Estepona on the Costa del Sol. We have several day trips planned for those two weeks but also have many more beach, pool, and all day siestas planned too. After Leo heads home on July 5, Erin will meet Jessica in Barcelona where they will get in trouble... er, behave... for another week and a half together.
The fasten seatbelt sign has been lit for your safety... enjoy the ride with us!
Erin & Leo