24 Apr Holy Toledo– how to cure a hot and cold love affair with Spain
We are leaving Madrid with some mixed feelings. It was wonderful exploring some of the major sites and beautiful spots in the city.
Yet, the experience with our host at the hotel was something quite contrary. The man always seemed grumpy and treated us like petty thieves when we were checking out. Also, when we went shopping for groceries, Ron was rudely stopped by security not to go in the store with his backpack on while other shoppers obviously brought in all kinds of packs and bags. The discrimination against tourist seemed quite noticeable at times, maybe we were expected to go out to eat at the restaurant but not go shopping where the locals go.
So on the long way out of the city, we discussed our game plan…should we continue to see more of Spain or travel other places if the rudeness of people should continue?
Due to the heavy traffic and frequent one-way streets, we half walked and half biked out of Madrid. Soon we left the big-city hustle and bustle behind us and made it through the Suburbs. The roads became quieter, the drivers are very courteous, and the scenery becomes more charming with long gradual ups and downs.
Eventually we find our way to Toledo…and holy Toledo it is!
The silhouette of the town against the evening sky is magnificent. Unfortunately it is too late to sightsee by the time we arrive, so we just look for our campground and settle down for the night.
In the morning we quickly get ready to explore the town. The medieval cathedrals, Moorish architecture and the narrow, crooked, cobblestone alleyways are keeping us in awe. We visit a museum and climb a church tower to enjoy the views. It seems around every corner is something spectacular to see.
To top it of at the end of our excursion day, we find a little store with a very nice attendant who helps us find all local cheese, sausage, and wine. What a wonderful day.
Toledo restored our confidence to continue to bike tour in Spain again.