Sunday, May 21st 2023.
Cordoba – Day 2 of 2.
This is our last day in Cordoba and we’re heading to Seville first thing in the morning. We thought it would be prudent to buy our tickets today since it might become a bit of an ordeal to leave it until the travel day.
After walking to the station and standing in line only to be told we needed passports, we backtracked to the casa to get them and also tried to book online only to find that we could only take one bike on the train between the two or us.
After an hour of frustration we decided to walk back to the station with passports in hand and wait in line to have the booking agent take care of it. He assured us that we could take both bikes on the 8:20 am train and printed us two tickets for seats and for bikes. We checked out where we’d be loading onto for the next morning and walked back home. A good three hours or more wasted but at least we were all set. Until…. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s adventures.
For today however, we did a lot more walking through the old historic parts of Cordoba breathing in the flower scented air and soaking in the sights, sounds and beauty of this incredible city.






Women and their daughters were all dressed up in traditional cloths on this Sunday Fun Day as they casually walk through the streets, dining at cafes, or taking family photos at some stunning vista. We’ve seen some of the most beautiful woman and men we’ve ever seen during our time in Cordoba. Even a simple meal out in the historic centre seems to bring out all the best clothing styles for the people who live and visit here.
There have been a few weddings, graduations, bridal parties, stags, and birthdays taking place, and the dress up that goes with these groups of people has been over the top!

Oranges continue to fall from the thousands of trees. I pick up a couple to add to a salad and that wasn’t a good idea. They were firm, fresh, and smelled fantastic but were more bitter than a lemon by far and I couldn’t even stand one bite of it.

This tienda is for DonaSun. Cordoba is calling!





White Doves and Pigeons nest anywhere and everywhere. I’ve had to come to a complete stop since they don’t move at all. They’re quite comfortable being part of the culture.
Each and ever turn reveals a new/old paragraph of history. Architecture abounds with ancient Roman blocks built into new structures. Sidewalks, statutes, caverns and waterways flow seamlessly from one epoch to another.






Roman pillars and building blocks at this intersection are incorporated into a new building, and down the street stands an entrance way to yet another mind blowing church.









Our last stop of the day in Cordoba takes us into a square we saw from the bell tower the day before to have a drink and listen to a guitarist playing both traditional and modern pieces of music (effortlessly!!!!!). I love this place!


We passed by the Cordoba music school and I was wondering about its historical significance. One google search later and this is what I found out.
Why was the music that was developed in Cordoba (Spain) unique? The music created in Cordoba was unique because it was home to the world’s first music school and it was highly influenced by parts of Arab and native Spanish cultures.

This ancient bridge stands on the original foundations built by the Romans, complete with water wheel and an outline of the structure that protected the historic Center from invaders. Today it is a walking bridge to enter directly into the walled city complete with museum on the far end of the walkway.







Ladies posing on the bridge


Our friends Maggie and Greg brought to our attention how many wiener dogs there are in Spain. It appears that once Picasso drew the infamous wiener dog in 1957, people took it upon themselves to have a wiener dog as a pet and they’re everywhere now. So let’s play the game of “where’s the wiener”? Its somewhere below in this picture.


Another incredible day in Cordoba has now come to an end. Bring on the evening rain as we prepare to leave in the morning on a train to Seville with our bikes. Buenas Noches
