Friday began with mostly cloudy skies and approximately 58
F. At breakfast still no sign of the 70 or so bus tour, they must be off doing
their own thing in Burgos. The Hotel Abba Burgos is merely their place to crash
for the night. Burgos has a different vibe than most of the cities we have visited.
Cannot put my finger on it but when I have more time I will mull it over!
Another hearty buffet breakfast before loading up the car for
our 2.5 hr drive south. We stopped once for coffee and to stretch, it was a highway
service plaza with gas station and shop/restaurant. The over flowing trash bins
out front should have given us a clue. Cleanliness was not a high priority for
these owners. In the coffee shop the floors needed mopping and were sticky.
Back on the road and it continued to intermittently spit
spot with the rain, again the change in the terrain is noticeable. We are driving
through some high plains areas and the lovely green of the north is giving way
to dry rocky country. Paul wanted to stop for lunch along the way but the M50
by pass around Madrid offered very little in the way of options. We ended up at
the Parador and put the car into the garage and checked in. It was quiet walk
on this holiday into town, there are a lot of people about for a Friday
afternoon but it is a college town and this is when most Spaniards go back to
their pueblos to honor their dead. Kind of like Día de Los Muertos in Mexico
but without the fiesta feel to it. We had passed lots of people in Burgos
carrying flower arrangements.
We ate at Lizarran, the chain for the home of the pintxo in
Spain. Huevos rotos with Iberico ham and a solomillo steak satisfied our hunger
pangs. Siesta time. It had been quite long drive and I guess we are feeling a
bit off, we are really winding down from our trip. It’s a strange I wanna go
home and a I’m not ready to go home! In
the evening we walked to the bar one street over from the Parador, it looks
like a large plaza but is the top of the Parking garage and for tapas we had
their tortilla de patatas with goat cheese added. Great!!
We had to find replacement Hair combs for Mackenzie’s
flamenco dress outfit. Of all the places we tried in Alcala (selection was
limited with holiday closures) We found them in the Chinese Bazar (that
eliminates the potential drive to Toledo on Saturday. Tomorrow is our last day
in country and I’m not sure what we are going to do!
Here endeth Day 17, and so to bed!
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