I knew I was going to have to work when I went to Spain. It's the reality of my flexible, travel-filled life--I can swing it but I still need to earn money. After five weeks of work and quick getaways, Mad, P, and I loaded up the Fiat and headed west, to Andalusia.
Andalusia... my only reference point was The Clash's "Spanish Bombs." Oh my corazón!
First stop - Córdoba.
After a delicious yet simple tostada for breakfast, we decided to start our day at the Madinat Azahara, the ruins of an Arab Muslim city built in the 900s. It was the seat of Caliph and only 10% of the city has been excavated. Intricate stone carvings, elegant arches, and gardens dot the property.