Saturday, July 21, 2012

Home at Last


Thursday morning was the start of our long journey home from Madrid to Los Angeles.

A short night's sleep was interrupted by a 5:00 a.m. wake-up call. Just enough time to  take a quick shower, board the shuttle bus from our hotel to the airport in time to check-in, go through security, have breakfast and catch our 8:55 a.m. flight to London's Heathrow Airport.

Of course, our real first duty upon arriving at the airport was to officially weigh our two large suitcases to be sure that they were not over the 23 kilos weight limit per bag. The one bag holding my prize cow bell was exactly at 23.0 kilos while the other bag was only at 17.8 kilos. This afforded us the opportunity to make a last minute transfer of more objects, mostly Spanish fans, from our two carry-on bags into the underweight bag until it approached the magic 23 kilos mark. 

This made it even easier for us to wheel about on the rest of our trip once the two big bags were checked all the way to LAX.

Iberia was on time!

The first leg of our journey was this two hour and 20 minute flight to London. The flight was as smooth as could be expected and got us to Heathrow Airport on time giving us a one hour and 45 minute lay over before our final flight to Los Angeles.

Going Home 

I really like flying on British Air when doing the London to Los Angeles trip in either direction.

First, BA has yet to lose our luggage! This is a bit more amazing than it may sound to you unless you know a bit about BA's historically poor performance in this area.

Also, each seat has its own entertainment center so that each pasenger can decide what music, movies, TV shows, etc., they want to watch.

That may not sound like such a big deal but it makes the 11 hour and five minute flight go by a lot faster!

The Pacific Coast Highway
near Mugu Rock 

We enjoyed another good experience on BA but it did take us an hour to collect our bags and get through customs, with no one questioning the cow bell.

Once we cleared those hurdles, we were greeted by our friends Rod and Helen Fujita, who graciously picked us up at the airport to drive us home.

Since it was now about 4:30 p.m. and the freeways would be clogged at rush hour, so we opted for the scenic drive up the coast via Highway 1, the PCH.

It was still a slow drive but much prettier to say the least.

Meeting Jacob for the first time

We had only been home for about ten minutes when Mike and Vanessa pulled up with our four month old grandson Jacob, who I had yet to meet.

He is such a cute little guy! A got a strange vibration from him that someday he might be a doctor. I don't know why, I just did.

We had to celebrate meeting Jacob in some appropriate fashion.

Jacob at Camarillo Cronies

We got into our two cars and drove over to our local sports bar for dinner. It was Jacob's first visit to Cronies in Camarillo although he has been to Cronies' Newbury Park location before.

All of the decorations and TV screens were an exciting assault on Jacob's senses it turned out.

We are so blessed to have two wonderful grandsons! Jacob's cousin Kevin will join us next weekend from Las Vegas when Andy and Jenn drive out for the weekend to take part in Jacob's baptism.

It is good to be back with our family and friends.

Reading is FUNdamental

Airplane Read from Zürich 

I knew that I would have a lot of time on my hands when we left Zürich for Madrid on the 12th, so I searched the Zürich Airport's bookstore for a suitable English language book that was expensive.

I say expensive because I still had some Swiss Francs that I needed to get rid of as I saw no immediate advantage in taking these Francs home with me.

The book's cover proudly proclaimed that Pure won the 2011 Costa Book of the Year award which is one of the United Kingdom's most prestigious literary prizes. That caught my attention, so I purchased it and dug right in while waiting for my flight to Madrid.

I would rank this book as the dullest tome I've read in the last five years.

What book came in second to this one?


Just around the corner

The London Olympic Games start on July 27th.

During our layover in London, we had ample time to do a little shopping at the airport's Olympic shop.

I bought a T-shirt and the official Programme of the London 2012 Olympic Games.

This 196 page program is chock full of facts, pictures and stories about the the Olympics and the Olympians.

This is the third time that London has hosted the Summer Olympics. This makes London the only city to have hosted them more than twice.

London has previously hosted the IV Olympiad in 1908 and the XIV Olympiad in 1948.

Approximately 14,000 athletes representing 205 countries are expected to compete in London's XXX Olympiad.

In the program's The Facts section, it is stated that London's Olympic Committee has purchased 150,000 condoms to give to the 14,000 athletes.

That's an average of about 11 condoms for each athlete for the 17 days of the Olympics. A new Olympic event perhaps?

XXX Olympiad indeed!

The competitive spirit
of Wilt Chamberlain lives on!


Friday, July 20, 2012

Córdoba Morning


Before I start posting about our last full day in Spain, let me apologize for the last three blogposts being out of chronological order. They should be about Granada, Granada and Córdoba, but somehow inexplicably have been posted as Granada, Córdoba and back to Granada.

I have no idea how that happened nor how to correct it.

Wednesday in Córdoba would be another scorcher as the temperature on the taxi drive to the train station at about 1:00 p.m. took us past three time temperature signs that all agreed that it was 41ºC/105.8ºF!!! 

Before the day got too hot, we ordered a room service breakfast in our Royal Suite to be served on the balcony.

And OH so good for you too!

In the Lap of Royal Luxury

Most of the hotels that we stay in do not provide either breakfast on our balcony or bath robes for some reason.

For that matter, they don't usually come with balconies at all.

The bath robe could have been a tad larger.

Once properly nourished and bathed, we were off for one last morning stroll in Andalucia.  

Early Day Climate Control

In a very smart move by the people who built these southern Spanish cities centuries ago, most of the buildings are painted white to reflect the Summer heat away from the interior of the structures. The outer walls are quite thick helping to insulate them as well.

Of course, this morning paseo would be mainly about shopping for more souvenirs. 

Laurie Window Shopping

A young girl can never have too much jewelry, I could not pass up taking this photo.

In related news, the Spanish news today was predicting that the sagging Spanish economy should signs of finally turning around as indicated by the sudden boom in the sales of Spanish fans over the last week.

Córdoba's Bullfighting Museum

We were told that it was closed for repairs.

For over five years.

One of Laurie's hearts

The Juderia,
The Jewish Quarter

More than half of Córdoba's historic Old Town district has streets that are too narrow for modern day car traffic on purpose. This was done to insure maximum shade for pedestrians and, as a by-product, to again keep buildings cooler throughout the day.

Smart thinking.

One of Córdoba's Moorish doors

Not going in there!

A museum dedicated to the torture techniques from the days of those fun loving Inquisitors should have been high on my list of things to see in Córdoba.

Since I went to Catholic elementary and high schools in the 1950s and 1960s, there was no need to see these techniques as I had both seen and in some cases experienced them at school during those formative years.

Time for Lunch

The Bodega was a bullfight oriented eating establishment that is frequented mostly by locals.

Besides the bullfighting mini-museum motif, I liked it because of their cold drinks, tapas and . . .

Mysterious Women

Holding Court

In the room next to ours in the Bodega Guzman, this man held court with about six of his closest friends who sat spread out solely for the purpose of being forced to talk loudly during their lively discussions.

They seemed very optimistic over the news today about the booming trend in Spanish fan sales.

No Ears

They are missing because in his fight the combination of this bull's aggressiveness and the matador's skill earned the bullfighter at least two trophies, both of the bull's ears.

Bodega Guzman Bar

How old are those wine vats?

1919 Corrida Poster

How big are these posters?

Laurie by a 1920 Poster

Nice tie

Entry Gate to the Juderia

Fountains were an important
feature of the Moorish culture

A Wandering Jew in the Juderia

Someone's Courtyard

One of the joys of our trip to Sevilla, Granada and Córdoba was getting off the beaten path and just wandering through the back streets see random things like this garden. I really enjoy seeing how the local culture lives away from the touristy areas.

Yep, that's her

Actually, ADIOS!

We finally bid farewell to the south of Spain as we boarded our last train, a high speed AVE affair, bound for Madrid.

Once at the Spanish capital's Atocha train station, we recovered our two big suitcases that had spent the past week in a storage locker and headed to our hotel near the airport via taxi. It was so nice to travel all week with just our two carry-on bags in tow!

Once at the hotel, we repacked our bags one more time to eliminate any unnecessary items and try to bring all four bags into the airlines weight restrictions of 23 kilos for each cargo hole suitcase and eight kilos for carry-on luggage. It seems that we had bought a few more souvenirs in the past week that we now had to account for on the trip back to California on Thursday morning.

Once satisfied that we were close on the various weights, we boarded the nearby #5 Metro line for the 15 minute trip back to the heart of Madrid, Puerta del Sol.

For once, and ONLY once, I decided not to take my camera and just enjoyed the scene and my wonderful wife fully one last evening in Europe.

It was as lively as usual with street performers, tourists and locals out for a paseo, shopping, dining and drinking.

We consumed more tapas and claras and strolled the night life until about 11:30 p.m. Then it was time for one last order of chocolate y churros at Chocolateria de San Ginés.

A GREAT way to end an AMAZING five and a half months living the EuroBall dream thanks to Switzerland's Thun Tigers American Football Club. 

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Granada's Alhambra


Monday we had another early wake-up call as we needed to be at the gates of Granada's Crown Jewel tourist sight, the Alhambra, by 8:15 a.m., due to our reserved ticket entry time to this historic hilltop Moorish complex.

So what is it?

The Alhambra is a Moorish style royal palace that was the last and the greatest of its kind.

During the Reconquista, Granada was the final city needed to be conquered by the Spanish Catholic kings. The last Moorish King of Spain, Boabdil, surrendered the city and the Alhambra in 1492 to end the Reconquista.

The complex is divided into four sections of which the Palacios Nazaries is by far the most impressive and would be our first stop.

The Moors loved tiles

Laurie and the ever present
Moorish wall art

No icons allowed.

A Ceiling

More Wall Art

There would be many
archways . . .

And fountains


Fountains and flowing water are a big part of the relaxing lifestyle that one would have found here 700 years ago.

Remember, the Moors ruled Spain during Europe's Dark Ages when most of Europe lived in filfthy conditions.

Moorish art, architecture and sanitation systems were light years ahead of their Catholic neighbors.

Heading into the Palacios Nazaries

Allah Be Praised

A Ceiling

Blue Stalactites

The Courtyard of the Myrtles

Wall Carvings Abound

A Ceiling

Just flat out impressive

How did they do this
without computers?

A Ceiling

Wall Carving Close-up

Stalactite Arch

The Courtyard of the Lions

An Ornate Ceiling

The color blue symbolizes Heaven

Yep, another Ceiling

A Serene Garden

He lived here for one year, 1829.

He wrote a book, "Tales of the Alhambra," based on his experiences and stories he had heard during his time here.

The view of the Albayzín district

Wonderful Fountain

We have got to expel
these heathens from Spain!

We finished touring the Palacios Nazaries and could not come away more impressed.

To sum it up in just one word, WOW!!!

We still had three more parts of the Alhambra to visit so we headed next to the Alcazaba which is an empty old fort in ruins.

Entry Arch to the Alcazaba

Alcazaba Entry Arch
from the other side

Since this part of the Alhambra is just ruins, we decided not to enter.

Instead we aimed for . . .

King Charles V's Palace

This was added to the Alhambra after the Reconquista and has none of the charm of the Palacios Nazaries.

Horse hitch

Tired lion still standing guard
against a return by the Moors

Entering King Charles V's Palace

This palace had a huge courtyard

The Generalife Gardens

This was our fourth and final stop on the Alhambra tour. These gardens also house the Moorish kings' Summer Palace.

Bougainvillea

Water everywhere to
soothe the soul

We visited the Alhambra for about five hours and were simply awed.

It was now time to wind our way back down the hill to the main streets of Granada and some nourishment.

Walking the cobblestone path
called La Cuesta de los Chinos

Nice spot for a sreet lamp

Our waiter at a café on the
Paseo de los Tristes

Tapas, tapas, tapas . . .

Excellent Guitarist

We bought his CD for five Euros.

Clam Shells

The clam shell is the symbol of the Camino de Santiago.

St. James, Santiago in Spanish, is credited for helping the Catholics route the Moors.

His full title is San Santiago Matamoros, i.e., St James Moor Killer.

Nice ecumenical touch.

Pomegranate

Not Real.

Colorful Moorish Cloth

I needed a break from
the oppressive heat!

A strawberry slush was perfect!

For a small fee he will artfully
write your name in Arabic

It was time to head back to the hotel for both a break from the heat and a siesta before going out for our evening paseo and a 10:00 p.m. dinner.

Not everybody is happy in
these tough economic times

Someone painted a soccer ball
and the number 7 to this statue

Isn't that David Villa's number?

Just another church

Another Camino de Santiago sighting

An Excellent Street Band

NOT FAIR!

We ate a fine dinner at this outdoor café on the Plaza de Bib-Rambla. In the background you see my table view of, in order from left to right, an ice cream shop, our restaurant and another ice cream shop.

That is just not right!

We went to the one on our
far right for dessert

And it was SO good for us too!

In the morning we will be boarding another train, this time bound for our final stop in Spain's Andalicia, the city of Córdoba and its much heralded Mezquita.