Sherry and dancing horses
Trip Start Jun 08, 2005
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Las Palmos Hostel
ok here goes
I wake from an ok sleep in my bright yellow single room of Las palmos hostel. my sleep could have been better, i think there was a lot of street noise. it is about 8.30am and i wonder is is winning or has won the afl grand final(i am 8 hours behind melbourne time)as i look out the window to see what the weather is like, a little cloudy but warm (20 degrees) as usual already.
i have my breakfast in my room, yogurt and muesli that i brought last night from the super market, a little bit to be a cheap arse and also to be healthy as here in spain breaky at a cafe consists of pastries and coffee.
i will definatly go for a coffee soon though
once i get ready for the day, guide book check, camera check, water bottle check, wallet check.
thinking about heading to some wineries as that is what this area is known for so i dress in my most winery looking clothes that i pull out from my exploding backpack.
i have a terrible tasting coffee from a nice cafe overlooking one of the many plazas (one of the best things about spain). but it makes my headache go away, guess i could be addicted to worse things.
I look for the tourist info centre, it is not where it is surpose to be according to the map, oh well.
i follow some signs to the main tourist site in town, the Alcazar. an old building with relaxing gardens, which has been dominated by many different reloins over many centuries, i think it was built in the 14th century.
the man at the ticket office is very nice. joking with my as i ask for one ticket in spainsh, he asks if i speak spainsh and i reply with the usual "a little" . this is followed by him rapidly responding even though i have just told him i only speak a little bit of spainsh. . . ..
i do however understand about 60% of what he is saying , i guess the nodding of my head which is a automatic reaction does not help my situation
then throught o a mosque, which we saw plently of in morocco but were never allowed in. this is were the call to prey comes from 5 times a day, calling out over the loud speakers god id great, god is great, mohamed is His prohet, come to prayer come to prayer.
move on to the mansion where it has a history exhibition only in spainish, displays are good though.
i remember the black and white setting on my camera and get a bit carried away returning to the gardens and go snap happy.
now off to find some bodegas or wineries "sherry time" i will try to find the other tourist information to see what the opening times are, easier said then done as navigating the narrow streets is not a simple task. bit of a misson but i find it in the end. there is a english tour of tio pepe winery at 1.30pm and it looks like the best day to visit the equestain school is tuesday
ok so i board the train to tour the winery, they show us the worlds largest weather abne at 40m high or something and spains first tennis court. this winery is known world wide and produces hige amounts of wine, sherry and brandy, through celler after celler, smelling the wine and seeing the process i follow the tour leader, sometimes lagging behind to take photos, just like the others. it is well worth the nine euros, very informative. the first one celler we go into you can smell the alcolhol in the air and the walls are blackened from 5% being in the air due to the solera process, this is called the drink of the angels. some of the barrels we past are signed by famous people, i feel like getting my white chalk out of my pocket and scribbling away!!! liz taylor, oliver hardy ayton seyena, wiston churchill, 42 million litres are made from this winery!! so much history, with the first grapes being pressed in 5th century bc, william shakespear comending the vinos to boot, even the arabs dabbling in the craft even though they are forbibeen to drink it according to the koran.
so the long a waited tasting were i have abottle to my self and explain to the people on the next table when asked if i was travelling alone that " no, my friend , he is sick and could not come out, but i want to come anyway" it was just easier.
the first sherry is very dry and the next very sweet even thou it was just after the dry one, i would enjoy something in between.
need my sunnies now to walk through the streets, i find a tapas bar for some food before the 4pm siesta for restaurants, i sound like an alcoholic but my excuse is that i am studying my profession.mum, you would love this place, spain, they carve the ham off the bone at restaurant and tapas bars to order, the most expensive being the acorn fed wild pig ham
head back to the hostel for siesta but not before i have some fun with the camera and my very own photo shoot!!
then wake in time for a quick walk around the block, i come across and procession mary or someone being carried around the streets, interesting to watch.
i head to the supermarket, two guys ask me what my name was and were my hotel was, i vegly answer something back. go to hostel and make a salmon sandwhich for dinner up on the terrace so i dont sink out my room and enjoy the views.
i play some cards as nothing even starts to happen here intill 12 ish, fall asleep before this time, so that was the day that was.
sorry it took so long, but hope you enjoy the pictures!! cheers kel