It feels great to hear and speak Spanish again, although the accents in Spain sound so different to my latinoamericana ears. In case you´re unfamiliar, almost every ´s´sound is pronounced like a ´th´. Tho thilly, those Thpaniards.
Anyway, we stayed a couple of nights in Arcos de la Frontera, a beautiful old Andalusian white hill town. There is an old section with a castle and churches, etc., and a new town, with more of a nightlife. During the day, the views are pretty sweet, I must say.
Here it seems to be Christmas already! I particularly liked this Nativity scene in a photograpy store where the three very wise men are bringing the new baby Jesus Finepix and Casios.
Bahahahahaha!
There are windmills everywhere here, which makes me really happy (as an environmentalist). There is certainly enough wind here, as is evident when our lightweight European rental car gets on the highway...
Today we ventured to Jerez (where we got lost, then saw a bull fighting ring), then to Cadiz (on the western coast---I walked on the beach in the middle of December!!), and finally to Ronda, another hilltown where we saw this very cool (and old) bridge called the New Bridge. This thing is MASSIVE.
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