Thursday, November 27, 2008

Segovia: Land of History and Funny Train Stories

A couple weekends ago some friends invited me to go to to Segovia, a city in a neighboring region. My friend Raquel and I were supposed to meet in Villalba, board the train together, and then meet up with our friend, Fernando, in another train station on the way to Segovia. However, I missed the early train and had to get on the train heading to Segovia. This wouldn't be so bad, but Segovia is about an hour away, the train only comes every hour, and my friend wasn't answering her phone...oh yeah, I also didn't have a ticket because in my little train station you can only buy tickets for the Madrid region. Fortunately we all met up fine. However, I still didn't have a ticket, I was planning to buy it in Segovia it would be morally ok or maybe pay for a different ticket that costs less because the train system fined me a different time even though I had a ticket (long story).

Fernando assured me everything would be okay; I asked what would happen if somebody came around checking tickets and he told me everything would be fine, there probably wouldn't be anybody checking tickets and even if there was it would be okay. You can probably guess what happened...yes! there did happen to be a ticket-checker lady (I have know idea what you call them) on the train. When we saw her Fernando got a little worried look in his eyes. We devised a plan where I would act like the innocent American tourist and try to communicate in very broken Spanish while my friends would explain to me in broken English what was going. In the end we were able to avoid the 15 Euro fine and were allowed to pay for the ticket on the train.

Segovia is known for it's cathedral, castle, but most importantly for it's massive aqueduct. The aqueduct was built by the Romans without using any type of cement. Everything is still intact, stretching more than 2700 ft and standing almost 100ft high. The cathedral was massive, ceilings 70 ft high...also kind of creepy. I can imagine people singing goulish hymns and a priest condemning everybody.

The temperature probably dropped below freezing and the slight wind didn't help very much. We spent a fair amount of time next to the radiators in the visitors center.

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