Cadez, Spain—Palm Sunday
102 days; 4/17/2011
Cadez is situated on the East Atlantic Coast. While we had to walk a bit to get out of the port area, we were pleasantly surprised. We stopped first at a beautiful plaza, continued on to a street too narrow for cars and then into another plaza. Lots of statuary or important buildings in the plazas. We went down another street and found San Antonio Plaza and a very old ornate cathedral and a more shops. One of the buildings surrounding the square had ornate tile work and a lovely balcony. I thought it should be overlooking the sea. We then headed toward the water and were treated to an amazing park. Much of the ancient sea wall still stood. The park and walkway greeted us with arbors and tiled seats, fountains and Banyan trees as old as time. We found another beautiful and ornate church and watched the congregation march in from down the street. I think there is such a thing as visual overload. We must have walked seven miles before heading back to the ship. Even though we have a ten o-clock sailing we stayed on board. My legs were worn out. I do wish we’d have gone out again because we missed a spectacular Palm Sunday procession where all of the churches participated in an extravagant and an awesome parade. Quite something to see, or so I was told.
Only one more port before we sail across the Atlantic. It’s hard to believe we’ve been gone so long. On one hand, I’m anxious to get home. On the other, I hate to say good-bye. What an incredible journey this has been.
Sea day tomorrow and then Madeira, Portugal. Formal night tonight with a Roaring Twenties theme.
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