Segovia

We went to Segovia in early September. We took the train, which was a 2 1/2 hour ride, although it was only 52 K. The ride was long, but beautiful-we went through mountains and saw clusters of small towns (each with their own large church and train stop, of course). Segovia has a lot of narrow, winding roads that are paved with cobblestones. When the cars sped by, we squeezed up against the wall of buildings to save ourselves. We ate lunch at a small restaurant frequented by locals. It looked like an old European tavern with old wooden tables and chairs squished together and light coming mostly from rectangular, sunken windows. Their specialty (and that of Segovia) is roasted suckling pig. Went well with the red house wine. Katherine had tortilla (like a thick egg, potato and onion omelet) and Isabelle had a bocadillo (a sandwich with cured ham on a baguette loaf). After eating, we walked the town. The first thing we saw-the aqueduct-was the most impressive. It's huge, as you can see in the pictures. We saw a cathedral, which was adorned inside and out with great art and what Edgard calls the gold from Peru. Alcazar, the palace, looking Disney-ish, has an interesting history, as a palace of the Moore's, where Queen Isabelle was crowned after Christian reconquest, as a prison, and as an artillery range. The girls gave their stamp of approval to Segovia's ice cream.