...to Toledo

January 13
After a fantastic stay in Granada we made our longest journey of the trip so far (apart from the flight over aaargh) to Toledo; Don Quixote country.
Passing through Jaen, we decided we´d never seen so many olive trees in our lives.  The countryside was beautiful...an ever-changing landscape and a brilliant day on which to view it.

First pit-stop was in a lovely little village-in-Spain/town-in-NZ called Baeza, which Brent had read about in a book at the hotel.
A bocadillo filled with squid, a few photos and a walk around, and we then went to another nearby town/village Ubeda. Both very pretty and a noticeable change in the colour of the stone buildings to a soft ochre/gold...

We arrived in Toledo just before the sun set and headed for the Cathedral, as our hotel was only a block from it...only problem was that it was the wrong cathedral...
Once again, providence ruled, and we found our way through the old part of town, to Santa Isabel (not de Real) and a room with a view...

Yes, we were very close to the Cathedral...
Luckily, I took photos that night because the next day Toledo was covered in a thick blanket of niebla...fog.
We spent the morning visiting a synagogue for a change, and another cathedral.
Sadly the El Greco Museum was closed for building work, although I managed to see many of his portraits in the incredible art collection inside the cathedral, which also starred Caravaggio, Rubens, Titian and Raphael. The streets of Toledo were captivating.
It's a beautiful place I´d like to see more of one day,as soon as I get that song out of my head...