Cordoba´s main attraction and the reason I was up early is the Mosque. When the Moors controlled this part of
The structure itself is absolutely amazing, more so than any of the chapels. A countless number of columns were set about
On the way back to the hotel I picked up breakfast for the two of us and hopped that Al would be feeling better. We had a train that night and wouldn´t have a place for him to sleep if he was sick. Al still wasn’t doing well so I helped him pack up and then we found a shady bench in a nearby plaza for him to rest in. He told me to go ahead and explore, so I left him promising to come back quickly.
Before hitting the next site I stopped for a quick lunch at Duffin Dagles, it looked like Dunkin Donutes and tasked like it, but it wasn’t it. Odd. I then went to explore Cordoba´s Alcazar. This wasn´t nearly as interesting as the one in
When I returned Al still wasn´t feeling better, but with me there to keep watch he was able to take a bit of a nap while I wrote in my journal. Eventually we ended up walking over to the mall where he decided to see a movie and I headed off to an internet café to try and catch up on my blog work.
I had a bit of a heart attack because I thought that I had lost my jacket. It would be cold later and there would be no time to get a new one, if I could even find one I liked. It turned out that I had dropped it on the floor and the guy at the internet café had picked it up.
Al and I met up in time to grab our stuff and head to the train station. Still not feeling well and in desperate need of some sleep Al decided to upgrade us to a couchette compartment on the train. We both fell asleep to the rocking of the train.