As a young man, I assumed would spend a lot of my life in Spain. After “best laid plans” and all that, it didn’t happen. I ended up much further away from home. Well, this year unexpected things occurred and I find myself back in Spain for the first time in 38 years. And not only back in Spain but in my favorite bit of it: Andalusia.
It’s been a real homecoming for me, and my wife is also enjoying getting in touch with her roots. A visit to Córdoba and the Mezquita was inevitable. The Patio de los Naranjos. The Moors’ palm trees were supposedly replaced with organge trees to please the queen, Isabel la Católica.
When I entered the main building, it took my breath away – I literally gasped.
This was the view from La Calahorra, the tower at the south side of the Roman bridge that is now a small but very interesting museum.
More to follow…
The Barrow Boy 