My
plan was to “do” the Andalusian countryside, maybe take in Granada, Seville,
and Cordoba. Cullera wasn’t on the original list. Neither was Cartagena or
Carthage to those who know their Roman history. Greg saw it on the map and said
he was interested so that was the direction we pointed the car.
There
were oranges as far as the eye could see. The older trees were on the even
ground but the newer ones were planted on tiers up the sides of hills. In
Alicante we stopped at a glass place to see if we could get the window
replaced. Conversation is a stretch with elementary Spanish on our side and no
English on their side. They could do it, but it would be the next day. We
decided to try and take care of it on our last day in Madrid so we wouldn’t
lose any more time in Andalusia. Onward to Cartagena.
The
Roman amphitheater was impressive. The original was built between 5 and 1 BC.
It was hard for me to get my head around standing in a building that old. The
3D scale model they had in the museum gave me new insight into what a
magnificent structure it was and helped me imagine it as we walked through.
Greg
took in the Naval Museum while I tooled around the city. Taped the shattered
glass so the wind would quit whistling through the hole as we drove. He
thoroughly enjoyed the museum, I enjoyed the break, and then we were off to
find a place to spend the night.
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