Shadows from Spain – monastery and the famous, impressive Roman aqueduct in Segovia.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Windows
Windows for Cee – gigantic formats from Madrid’s old railwaystation and Bilbao’s Guggenheim museum.
In Vilnius I saw this young couple coming out of a church. They did not hold hands. The young lady was holding her dress instead. He was walking casually right behind her.
In one of the old city’s most famous spots, they were photographed.
They looked so young…yet I believe they had known each other for a while. No infatuation shining, no signs of being ”in love”. I watched them silently walking down the street – no sign of guests or friends. Still not holding hands. Half an hour later we saw them sitting on a bench in the square, munching some fast food and watching the air balloons sailing across the sky.
I wonder what they were thinking. I wonder about their lives and their future. I would have liked to listen to their story.
Burgos (founded in the year 884) in Castilla y Léon is strategically set on the main road Madrid – France and also on the road to Santiago. The city has always had a prominent position in Spain.
We entered the old city through Arco de Santa Maria.
The Cathedral of Saint Mary of Burgos is dedicated to the Virgin Mary. Its construction began in 1221, and the style of the cathedral is the Gothic, although it has, in its interior, several decorative Renaissance and Baroque elements. The construction and renovations were made with limestone.
The design of the main facade is related to the purest French Gothic style of the great cathedrals of Paris and Reims, while the interior elevation as a reference to Bourges Cathedral.
The characteristic pinnacles with crab ornaments can be seen in the header.
El Cid (Rodrigo Díaz de Vivar, born 1043) was a charismatic, brave and courageous warrior who conquered the Mores and took Valencia for the Christians (and ruled the city until his death). He earned his name, El Cid, from Arabian Sidi (Lord) because of his great courage, but was made immortal by the poem El Cantar de Mío Cid (1180). His (and his wife´s) grave is just beneath the magnificent star dome. A dream place to be buried…
In the cathedral are preserved works of extraordinary artists, and the numerous architectural, sculptural and pictorial treasures inside include:
15th century art work – now being restored
The Cathedral could have been built yesterday…or restored the day before…that magnificent is its beauty. Every detail exquisite – I have never seen anything like it. And, I have seen many Cathedrals and churches… We enjoyed these treasures for more than two hours, and we could have stayed longer…
The Renaissance Golden staircase by Diego de Siloé, covers a whole wall – and in my opinion, this is the most outstanding gem in the cathedral. In fact, it became so famous, that it served as a model for many other famous staircases. Among others, the one of the Paris Opera.
The cathedral was declared a World Heritage Site by UNESCO on October 31, 1984. It is the only Spanish cathedral that has this distinction independently, without being joined to the historic center of a city or in union with other buildings.
Mirror, mirror on the wall…Which is the best representation of them all?
This is a challenge where I think most people have many options in their archives – interesting…which ones do we choose?
In the header is a Bilbao photo from opposite the Guggenheim museum. There is this house mirroring a bridge with a red car passing. The other three photos I guess you have seen before – if you are following my blog.
For more of mirrors, click here.
Switzerland, the Fluela Pass in the early morning.
My beloved Mille…looking out for me, walking in the late evening.
Auckland harbour by the fish market.
Yes, why yellow walls? Driving through the north of Spain, I recognized this almost saffron colour on a great many walls in the cities and villages.
Personally, I love this colour. Its warmth and connection to Africa and to the desert.
In Pamplona I found this enormous Lion on such a yellow wall – Impressive painting, and so in harmony with all that yellow. On a closer look, I found the painting even more impressive.
I still do not know why those walls are painted saffron yellow, but at least I have figured out what the colour is hiding…
…the anatomy of what once was.
A rather big city, renowned for its yearly dangerous race between men and bulls…
…running along this street…
…ending up in the arena on the other side of these red doors.
The man who made this race known to the whole world had a street named after him here – just beside the arena.
And he happens to be one of my favourite authors. Although I must say the monument does not do him justice…
Surely you, by now, know where we are in Spain? – Pamplona!
Well, let’s make the best of it…kids can do it, then why can’t we!
Leya 
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