This is a space where the cliffs and the houses have made their marriage for a good many years and it was a masterful process, a lesson not in eroding but in fitting.
We approached the Vía Verde de la Sierra on two different mornings for two different nature walks with our dog and toddler. It was hot and dry at the end of summer, but the views were still impactful.
Perhaps it was just that those village dwellers of a millenia ago prayed louder for rainfall than all the rest. Or perhaps the clouds, once knowing the way, became familiar with and enjoyed holidaying there among the smooth white walls as much as the tourists.
It’s difficult to imagine this tall structure, complete with columns, stage, statues, and seats, entombed by earth.
Thanks to ongoing excavations and a mission to open the ancient world to the public, visiting these hobs of history is like walking through a 1000 year old veil.
Daytrips are for short term attachments. Staying overnight in a city is when one really falls in love.
This isn’t really a story about Vejer. And it’s a little less about Christmas Eve than about my pregnancy-induced anxiety. But mostly, it’s just about Penny, our sweet, little, precocious, coyote-fruitbat of a dog. Let’s start on the morning after our overnight trip to Vejer: Vejer, Spain, December 24th, 7:00 am: It’s 7 am and […]