AphroCadiziac
Jan. 2nd, 2008 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fingertroubleSo returning to the story so far pre Xmas/NY, we arrived in Cadiz, and looked for a hotel. And looked. And looked. And then signed into the dodgy looking Hostal which was the only open Inn in the town. It didn't have a byre or a lowing donkey but not far off. Cadiz was closed. Well the touristy bits anyway and there were few of those - the English burnt Cadiz to the ground in the 16th century and not much had improved since then.
After a surprisingly sleep filled night given the locals lobe of shouting from the top floor to the bottom late at night, John had a stresscapade / wobbly and decided we had to leave that moment, go straight to the station, leave Cadiz immediately and go somewhere else book a hotel for Xmas/NY because he was frantic we'd be stuck there.
So 200+ miles later we were in Cordoba, I was doing my best Zen impression of calmness and bending with the one hand falling or whatever you do and one slightly calmer John.
So we spent Xmas and NY in Cordoba, great place and good mixture of tourist and historic without the horrors of Costa style development.
After a surprisingly sleep filled night given the locals lobe of shouting from the top floor to the bottom late at night, John had a stresscapade / wobbly and decided we had to leave that moment, go straight to the station, leave Cadiz immediately and go somewhere else book a hotel for Xmas/NY because he was frantic we'd be stuck there.
So 200+ miles later we were in Cordoba, I was doing my best Zen impression of calmness and bending with the one hand falling or whatever you do and one slightly calmer John.
So we spent Xmas and NY in Cordoba, great place and good mixture of tourist and historic without the horrors of Costa style development.