“Mom, it is so green!” These are the words from my daughter’s mouth every time we land in Boston, Chicago, New Jersey. She walks on the grass everywhere we go, sidewalks no longer exist for her. Grass, green and lush under her feet. She relishes this feeling along with every single rainstorm, walking happily as the drops wet her face and arms.

I remembered her words clearly as we drove through the arid plains of Castille a few weeks ago. On our way to the Basque Country from Madrid we took a couple of stops along the way. Our first was just for lunch in the town of Turégano on a crossroad between Segovia and Sepúlveda. On a hot afternoon in August the town is quiet to say the least. But, like many towns that I have visited in this area it’s grand castle towers over the main square and we are reminded of the centuries of history that this now quiet town has witnessed. Fernando the Catholic stayed here on his way to marry Isabel in Segovia in 1474.

Romanesque Church of Santiago

Next to the church of Santiago we found a nice posada where we had lunch. Throughout history posadas have been a place for weary travelers and their horses to rest and eat. We arrived a bit late for Spanish lunch time but were treated graciously and fed well, as it should be at a decent posada. I have a weakness for “judiones” whenever I am in this area. Tender white beans stewed with different pieces of pork. At home I prepare them vegetarian but when in Turégano……

Judiones de la Granja

The traditional festivities of Turégano begin today. I spend a lot of time explaining the “encierro” or “running of the bulls” when I’m working in Pamplona. I remind my travelers that it is important to know that we have encierros throughout Spain and Turégano is a perfect example. The statue on the way out of town reminds us of this. The festivities here include three days running wth the bulls along with their other celebrations.

We always prefer the road less traveled and so we find ourselves on the national highways and passing through these beautiful towns wherever we might be. The colors change drastically from one place to another but it is easy to find the beauty and history along the way.

August in Castilla y León
Santiago

6 responses to “Changing colors….”

  1. JoAnn Jenkins Avatar
    JoAnn Jenkins

    Enjoy reading about your meanderings … but summertime is too hot in that part of the world for much enjoyment! 😎

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    1. maggie0405 Avatar

      Only too hot until we got to where we wanted to be, Basque Country!

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  2. Andrew Petcher Avatar

    I enjoyed the post. Next month I will be in Extremadura!

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    1. maggie0405 Avatar

      Hopefully you will have nice weather!!

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  3. Robert Kamm Avatar
    Robert Kamm

    Wonderful. I am so happy that you and your daughter enjoy traveling together.

    I took my daughter (age 40+) to Spain and Portugal a couple of years ago, and we had a great time.

    Please keep your delightful blog/newsletter coming. I’ve enjoyed it each time it pops up.

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    1. maggie0405 Avatar

      Thank you! I promise to keep writing. And I’m happy to hear that you did the trip with your daughter!!

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