Córdoba

On the bus to Córdoba.  It pronounced: “cordo-ba”. 

It’s supposed to rain in Madrid today so it’s a good thing we’re heading south.  And all of this time, I thought the rain in Spain, stays mainly on the plain…?

We passed through an area called “La Mancha”; where Don Quixote was written.  We saw from a distance, the windmills and hotel where it all happened. 

The terrain changed from plains to forest to mountainous and on to agricultural within a fairly short distance.  The main agricultural crop is olives.  As far as the eye could see, on both sides of the autovia, were olives. 

Upon arrival, we went on a walking tour of the “old city”.   It was built back in the Roman times and had changed cultures throughout the ages.  It became Christian and Jewish and Muslim and today is mostly Roman Catholic.  Our local guide was extremely knowledgeable about the history and it was a joy to learn about it. 

From inside the Mosque-Cathedral

After a much needed libation and checking into our room in the modern part of the city, it was into a cab, back to the old city for a great dinner.  An after dinner was provided beautiful views of the old structures.  

The streets in the old city were never intended for cars.  That sure doesn’t stop these crazy drivers.  Some of the pathways are so narrow, the cars have to fold their rear view mirrors in, and pedestrians have to step into doorways to allow them to pass.  Our cabby had to stop at a slightly wider part in the road so it was wide enough for the doors to be opened.