Looking through my photos , I realize that there were a lot of outings from Spain I forgot to share. With assistance from said photographs, my memories, a journal, and Google, I’m going to attempt to relive those outings with a series of posts I’d like to call “Spanish Memories”. First up , Segovia.
Without a doubt , Segovia’s claim to fame is the Alcazar. The real life castle is both intimidating and enchanting. The stone fortress sits on a mountain top, surrounded by vegetation that , in the fall, is colored a lovely rustic red. It has a series of multilevel towers and rounded coned roofs that peek over one another. I remember liking how the blue roofs contrasted against the faded orange of the rest of the castle. The outside is also decorated with tiny windows of different shapes and , of course, Spanish flags perched from the highest points.
The highlight of the castle, besides getting to cross my first moat, was climbing to the top of the tower. I forget how many flights there were exactly but the walk was long and a bit scary as it lead up a narrow and steep staircase with no handrails. With groups of tourists pushing their way both up and down, it can get pretty uncomfortable.
Although I was sweaty and out of breath by the time we reached the top, I took in the view and instantly re-energized. From there, I could see every mountain, hilltop, and roof that Segovia had to offer.
If the castle conjures images of fairy tales, it’s because it inspired the world of the most beloved princess of all time. Walt Disney was so impressed by the castle during his visit to Segovia, that he had Cinderella’s castle built in its image. Today, the Alcazar’s twin can be visited at Disney Parks and is one of the logos for the famous brand.I’ve only seen pictures of the castle at Disney, but something tells me it’s not quite the same as viewing the real deal in Segovia.
After the climb, we moseyed through the many viewing rooms inside to see medieval weapons, royal tapestries, and knights in armor.
The Devil & Rome
Another important aspect of Segovia is its Roman’s roots. The Roman Aqueducts in the city’s center is perhaps the greatest relic that proves this. It’s nickname, Devil’s Bridge, is inspired by the legend that tells of how the devil was tricked into building the massive structure. For the heart of a woman, he bet that he could build the bridge in one night. When daylight broke, he had yet to place the final stone and went back to hell, broken hearted and alone.
Other highlights of the trip included the cathedral. I don’t remember much of it and have no pictures from the inside, but the outside is beautiful in its own right.
As always, I enjoyed the shopping and walking. Segovia has rows of little shops, especially near the cathedral, that are perfect for browsing and getting lost. Before heading back to the bus, I got to walk around on my own and was just as entertained wandering in and out of shops, taking pictures of the neighborhood, and observing the locals as I was at the main attractions.