Yesterday we did a walking tour of Madrid with a definite highlight being a. Isit to the convent of cloistered nuns. We went in to but some cookies from the turntable but our visit coincided with the arrival of a male expected by the mother superior,perhaps a doctor or other professional, and was the first time either of our guides had ever actually seen one of the nuns in all their years of going there. Visited a great market where one could get almost any delicacy ready to eat along with drink of choice. Tried to go back at two which is lunchtime here but was full to the rafters. Carried on to the Prado Museum where we had the most fantastic guide who brought the paintings of the Spanish Masters alive. Never have I got so much out of an art museum. Spent the afternoon exploring more of the city, including a beautiful park,pedestrian streets,and stopping for a snack and cafe con leche. Last night a group of us went out for paella. Over rated from my point of view but was a fun evening.
Today we spent the day in Segovia and it was all and far more than I expected. First we toured the roman agueduct, built 2000 years ago to supply water to the castle. The big difference from the Pont de Gar and this is that in Segovia the agueduct runs right through town. Absolutely amazing. The old town of Segovia is the type of town I love with ancient narrow streets meandering amongst buildings that have stood for generations. Wound our way through town to the castle on the hill where the views were panoramic and the history palpable. Climbed up the tower on a narrow circular staircase to be rewarded with even better views. The crowning glory of the day was our lunch where we were treated to the specialty of the region which is roast suckling pig. The restaurant has been here for several generations and happened to Eric's and my delight to be a Chaine member. After several delicious courses we were presented with the main event which was whole suckling pigs. They were so tender that they were cut with a ceramic plate. The meat was tender if not a bit fatty and the skin was the perfect crackling. Accompanied by a great local wine it was the perfect meal. Tonight we are going to head out for some cava and tapas. Such is the life.
Buying cookies from the cloistered nuns that are never seen by the outside world. Is it any wonder that their numbers are dwindling.
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