Trip to Spain - Toledo on the way to Cordoba

Oh the joy of waking up in the morning and realizing that you don’t have to rush through anything, you don’t have to go to work, you don’t have household chores to attend to… Surprisingly it’s on such vacation days that I never feel the need for that extra 5 minutes of snooze time.

We grabbed a quick breakfast and the guys went their way to get the rental car, while P & me headed to a lounge-ish sort of room to chill out and catch up on all the gossip in the world. We realized that it was getting close to check out time, so we hurried to our rooms, packed our bags and got everything in order and checked out. Finally the guys arrived with the rental. It was a mini van called “Alhambra” and this mean blue machine came with a GPS that spoke Spanish! Since we were running an hour or two behind schedule, we decided to use the map and get on the highway and get the GPS to work on the way. K took the wheel and V was happy to navigate (nothing new).

Toledo happened to be an impromptu decision; it was barely a detour from our route to Cordoba and it was not setting us behind significantly. So there was a consensus to stop at Toledo for lunch and explore the old town a little.

All this while the adamant *bleep* of a GPS refused to speak anything but Spanish. At last, we figured out how to get her to speak in English... with an Irish accent! However, the written directions were still Spanish. And she had a fixation with gas stations… every time we were close to gas station, there’d be an announcement complete with the music - tadadatatadaannn…. ATTENCION * announcement in Spanish * and this happened through the WHOLE TRIP!

We never let go of our maps!

We reached Toledo without major hiccups and drove in to town and parked in a garage near the citadel and walked through the town. It felt like I was being transported to a different time, old buildings and the essential cobble stone roads. We waked quite a bit that afternoon and saw some pretty sights before we decided to stop for lunch. We stopped at a very cute restaurant. Looked like they were whipping up some good food, as it was jam-packed. We ordered our beers and waited for a seat. Anyway, we ate quite a bit, and I clearly remember a dish that was described as “Toledo’s famous…” something, and that my friends * sounding mccain like * was the best!

Streets of Toledo

Lunch Time

On the road again

With renewed energy we explored the city some more, saw the cathedral took pictures and it was time to say good-bye and head to Cordoba. We all agreed that we didn’t regret our pit stop at Toledo.