Espana, Part Dos...

Last time we talked, we discussed the bull fight. Although this was probably the most memorable part of the Spain trip, there are still many other tales to tell...waking up hung-over in Spanish alley, nude beaches in Southern Spain, luge lessons, and even some stories that I didn't make up.

After we hit Madrid, we took a "train" to Toledo (No, not the one in Ohio). The reason I put train in full-arm quotes is because even though you buy a "train" ticket, the last leg of the journey is by bus. This created some confusion as to if we were at the "train" station or the bus station, but eventually a friendly Spainard pointed us toward our hotel. We liked Toledo and it had a beautiful Cathedral, but it was probably the least memorable town of our trip. We did find it interesting that all the tourist shops in Toledo sold Medieval paraphenalia including swords and daggers (good stuff for the Blades and Booze party).


Next up, Sevilla, a city we both liked a lot. I fell in love with tapas here; we found two outstanding tapas places that still make my mouth water (the Sangria was pretty good too). Another great Cathedral was here, and of course we saw the famous Flamenco dancing.


Finally, we picked out a little Spanish town called Ronda. The goal here was pretty much just to take in the beautiful scenary and take lots of pictures. A breath-taking ravine divides the city into a modern half and an old Moorish half. Instead of blabbing on I'll let a few pictures finish the story: