The title of this entry is half-serious. My first observation: There were SO many Brits in Córdoba. My second observation: Good God, everything is at least twice the price of anything in Galicia. A friend that I made on this leg of the journey, Luis, explained to me that there is a correlation between the two. Wealthy British folks have made Córdoba their home and as a result, the city is like a modern-day Babel AND a can of Kas is 2 euros.
3) I ate the Famous Ray’s Original “The Real Deal” version of tortilla espanola. And it was not pretty. I’ll have to Yelp it.
4) There’s apparently a hipster bar in Córdoba, where one can drink cheap beer (if the beer in Spain isn’t cheap enough already!) and listen to indie dance tunes. Cool!
5) It was 45 degrees centigrade. In the shade. I’ll let the Yanks do the temperature conversion on that one.
6) That Andalucian accent “drop the d” thing is catchy. I wish I could speak like that.
After two action-packed days in Córdoba, it was time to move along to my next destination: Cádiz. At the risk of sounding like a nerd, I’m on the edge of my seat awaiting the results from my exam!