Wife: “For my birthday, I want to walk the Caminito del Rey.”
Me: “Wait. Isn’t that the deadliest hike in Spain?”
Wife: “Yeah, but it’s been renovated and just reopened.”
Me: “But I’m scared of heights.”
Wife: “Suck it up, buttercup.”
For me, one of the best parts of traveling is experiencing something that you don’t normally see back home. And often times, the most memorable moments are unplanned and encountered completely by chance.
Spain has so many cool towns. Some are strikingly beautiful but reside in the middle of flat, unremarkable landscapes. Sevilla and Cordoba come to mind that fit this mold. Other towns like Granada and Ronda benefit by their naturally beautiful surroundings that add romance to their otherwise nondescript downtowns.
Segovia has a bit of both going for it. Vistas of snow-capped peaks in the distance and a hilly topography accentuate the prime features that make up its dramatic skyline. One that includes an 8th century city wall, a Gothic cathedral, and a whimsical fortress that was said to inspire Cinderella’s castle. Oh, and on the other side of town is a nearly 2000 year-old Roman water carrying device.
Last year we spent Easter week (Semana Santa) in our hometown of Granada. This year we decided to change things up and experience it in a different part of the country. With some friends from the U.S. in tow, we made a week-long trek to the autonomous communities of Castilla-La Mancha and Castilla y León.
I’ve come to appreciate that spring in Andalusia, Spain is not only a time for cyprus, almond, and olive trees to bloom but it also marks the season of festivals. A time to get back out in warmer weather and reunite with your fellow neighbors. And Holy Week (Semana Santa) in Granada seems to kick it all off.