Holy Toledo!

So we have finally left the coast, and can no longer call ourselves in southern Spain. Yesterday we took a train for the first time since Switzerland, to Toledo, Spain. Which is about half an hour out from Madrid. We love it here. We arrived yesterday late afternoon, threw our bags down, then left to explore.

Toledo is a small city, and its map looks like spaghetti. The city center is encased by fortress walls and the streets are so teeny tiny that cars can hardly drive down them, so they rarely do. When we were out last night we saw maybe 5 cars, trying to make their way through the crowds. Not as much tapas here though, which is a little disappointing. We will still find it.

We have exactly three weeks until we return to Canada, with a short, three day stop over in Montreal before heading back to Halifax. We still have a lot of places to see before that time and have pretty much every day planned until then. There's not a whole lot more of that "we like it here so we'll stay another day" mentality, if so we would probably extend our stay in Toledo...and everywhere we go.

We are getting excited to be home though. I miss the simple pleasures of taking a hot shower, then wrapping up in a big fuzzy towel, instead of the wafer-thin travel towel we've been using. Or brushing my teeth with a toothbrush that doesn't fold up. Or best of all, traveling around without a 20 pound back on my back. It will be nice just hearing consistent English around me, instead of German, Dutch, French, Spanish, and soon to be Italian and Greek. Anyway, I don't want to sound like I'm complaining. Europe is amazing and the experiences we've had here are ones we won't forget.

Tomorrow we move on to Barcelona! We will actually be back on the coast again, but far more north than we were before. Probably won't be swimming weather but pretty all the same. Ok. That's enough for now. I've been writing on Dave's iPhone and my eyes and fingers are starting to hurt.

Much love,

Sarah