Arriva Avila
And so on to Avila, another walled city (yawn) in the Madrid direction. We’re not going to Madrid as it might have been washed away in the floods.
On arrival in Avila the satnav has its work cut out trying to take us to the hotel. We slither round the cobbles in ever decreasing circles and ever tightening bends. Morna’s bike is just about to blow up with overheating just as we reach our destination.
We have pushed the boat out and are staying in a rather swanky hotel next to the cathedral for a couple of nights. It’s a bit windy in Avila so we retire indoors for dinner.
The next day we do a walking tour of the 2km intact city wall which has been beautifully preserved. We have a bit of rest time and gather later for beer. Dinner is in a locals’ tavern with traditional dishes and vino tinto de casa…. yum.



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