by the Night Writer
We have wireless internet access here in Cazorla, but for some reason none of us who brought laptops can get online. There is a single computer in the hotel bar and it is usually occupied with two or three people waiting to check email or travel details or, in my case, update their blog. Last night, however, we had a large party to mark the half-way mark of our program and most of the people partied well into the wee hours of the morning (the Reverend Mother and I were among the first to leave…at 1:00 a.m.!) This morning was a walking tour of Cazorla, and we just finished lunch; as a result everyone else has made their way back to their villas, most moving a bit like a clubbed snake, leaving the computer to me….mwa-ha-ha!
I will write more soon (I hope) about the interesting people and experiences we have been having (some might say the meetings have been “ordained”) but right now I’ll just upload some photos.
The first morning here we came around the corner of the main building in time to see the sun coming over the nearest mountain.
All of the buildings in Cazorla are white, and the town wraps around the sides of several hills.
Another shot of the town, as seen from our hotel.
The streets of the town are narrow and steep, but people still drive cars through them.
Castle Yedra looms over the town and our hotel. At night it is illuminated by floodlights and looks very cool.
It's a bit of a steep walk to get the castle, but the Reverend Mother says it is worth it. I may find out before the week is over.
The door on the right is for our villa; it is very comfortable now that we found the air-conditioning switch!
The Pueblo Ingles program is very demanding but also a lot of fun. We have break times, but most of the time you just want to recharge and in the evenings the dinner and socializing goes well into the night but we are with a fabulous group of people. In the next post I hope to tell more about what we are doing and perhaps include some photos from this morning’s excursion. We have had no word from Tiger Lilly at the Pueblo Ingles teen program in Els Avets, but we´re sure they are keeping the youth just as busy (if not busier) than they keep us!
I always wondered what it would be like to live in a house with a window right on the street. No sidewalk, no buffer, nothing. Busses and cars (and people walking) within a foot of you, inside. And busses go down those streets like threading a needle…
Are all the abodes completely white on the inside as well? That would be really freaky. They must get carbon credits from Al Gore. Mocha-momma would love it; but if I lived there, I’d be the whacko with the green house.
i dont see any garages, or grass lawns.
where do you park the car? where do the kids play?
it kinda looks like a snior community to me.
let me guess: all the groundskeepers are tall blonde guys who only speak english.
You haven’t been to the castle? Maybe you could talk the Rev. Mother into massaging your calves after the walk and that would be enough incentive to truck up that crazy steep hill to the CASTLE. (Did I mention that castle is medieval for “totally badassical”??)
P.S. Your trip sounds like SO MUCH FUN!
Haven´t had time to get to the castle yet as our free time is usually only an hour or so except during siesta which is, I might add, the hottest part of the day. Our free morning walking tour yesterday would have been a good time to do it, but the castle is closed on Tuesday mornings! I WILL get there before we leave – massage or no massage!