Holy Toledo!

I honestly don’t know where to start for Toledo. It’s probably the prettiest pueblo I’ve seen so far in my entire life.

First off, let’s start with its geographical location: It’s right smack-dab in the middle of Spain, situated on the top of a rocky bluff, surrounded on three sides by the Tagus River. It’s a natural fortress. Next, let’s talk about the town itself. When you imagine a Spanish town in your head, you think of narrow cobblestone roads, old señoras praying with their rosaries in beautiful churches, children playing fútbol on the street, the scent of freshly-baked bread, and lovely homes all built one on top of another. Well, that’s what I think of, at least. And that is exactly what Toledo is. It’s beautiful. It has low crime; its people lead peaceful lives. It’s better than anything I’d ever imagined!

Magnificent Toledo

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Madrid: Day 3 – Such a Tourist

After our visit to El Escorial (see post below), we headed back to Madrid for a quick lunch and then to see….. *drumroll* ….. EL PRADO!!!! You know, only one of the most massive, most famous, most illustrious art museums known to man. No biggie.


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