High speed trains whisked us from Madrid to Segovia in about 35 minutes. That is, the trains whisk passengers to the Segovia station that sits 6km outside of the city, in the middle of nowhere. Thankfully the #11 regional bus is timed to transport visitors to Segovia’s Old City in just 10 minutes.
The bus deposits visitors smack in front of the Aqueduct, the city’s signature attraction. I won’t spoil the engineering details for you except to write that they are impressive.
A few segments along the aqueduct are accessible for tourists to explore, and the underground route of the aqueduct is marked throughout the city. Thankfully the area has not been (too) polluted with tourist tchotchke vendors.
Segovia Cathedral commands attention in the city center, and understandably so.
The cloisters were closed to visitors on our day; hence, the reflection from the door in the photo.
From the Cathedral the medieval lanes, lined with a good mix of pleasant stores and tourist crap, lead one to Alcazar, the summer castle home of King Ferdinand and Queen Isabella.
We have come to accept that no matter where we travel in Europe, there must be at least one major attraction that is under restoration.
The rooms are simple and with intricate, shimmering ceilings.
Anna Grace is demonstrating the proper position for the knight; the asymmetry was killing me, but I thought better than to move him.
The Throne Room. Despite this being the site where Christopher Columbus secured financing from Queen Isabella for his new world adventures, there is no mention of the meeting anywhere in the castle.
View from one of the terraces.
An inner courtyard.
An inner courtyard with charming photobomber.
To our disappointment, the culinary offerings in Segovia were mostly limited to either the very pricey suckling pig (the local delicacy) or three course prix-fixe meals, both of which offered far more food than we were interested in eating. Thankfully, a menu board near the Jewish Quarter directed us to a Pakistani restaurant that we would not have otherwise spotted. And you know how we both love our curry.
After lunch, a little more wandering before catching the train back to Madrid.
Olive trees, as snapped from a train traveling 249km/hr. (~155mph).