Hòla, España!

Toledo

the roof of the cathedral in Zaragoza

the streets of Zaragoza

waiting for sausage

running in Zaragoza

We drove the windy coastal road along the Mediterranean into Spain avoiding the snow laden Pyrenees. It was an absolutely gorgeous drive. Windier and narrower than any amusement ride I've ever been on. Thank you Gravol! The freeway can be a haven for some of us. We took the first exit from the roller coaster and headed directly west for Zaragoza. We spent mere hours here, picking up food, visiting cathedrals and wandering around somewhat aimlessly in the very brisk wind.

Yesterday we drove into Toledo! This is a fantastic city. It too has brisk winds, but they are almost unnoticeable when lost in the maze of streets that form the old city. Anika says she is getting good at jumping out of the way of the cars that zoom along the narrow, ever-winding alleys.

After visiting the Netherlands, Germany, France and now Spain in the last 10 days, the children are developing a schizophrenic language difficulty. When the time comes, for example to thank someone, they run variously through several choices before hitting on the right one. Danke schön! Merci! Gracias! Dank u wel! This isn't helped by the fact that we know less Spanish than French or German.