And as a result I am an early riser convert - it was such a glorious experience to share a whole magnificent city with a just few circling storks and a gently evolving pink light.
The whole holiday was so amazing and my pictures so many I was feeling a bit overwhelmed about starting this Spainish blog - but having read a lovely article in yesterday's Guardian - the "in praise of" column I always love as it's so postiive and enthusiastic and whackily British - that I felt inspired to start at the very beginning with our unexpected gem of a morning in Burgos.
The artlcle is here for you to read - 'In praise of . . . dawn departures'
And Burgos? magnificent city, most incredible cathedral ever (Unesco World Heritage site) and pilgrims galore on their way along the Camino de Santiago
Cases safely stashed in a bus station locker, we wandered around this big sleeping city, over the bridges, around the cathedral and the old town and had it all to ourselves - apart from a handful of night revellers falling into a taxi from some Saturday night 'do', all in satin evening wear and bow ties! At 8 when a cafe opened and the sun was beating down we had a great breakfast in the shadow of the cathedral (our first serrano ham and freshly squozen orange juice of the trip) and chatted to a group of pilgrims from Poland. You'll see the light changing on the stone as the sun comes up and see if you can spot the storks!
|he who would valient be|
|yes, we were in El Cid's home town!|
But inside the cathedral will be on the next blog post, which you can read here
(This is part of our Spain by train holiday in July - you can read about the itinery here)