Well, the blog program that I use occasionally flips the order of the photos, and that happened here. I didn't load them all at once, so this is really messed up. But the photos are still worth viewing.
The oldest tree in Caceres.
A peaceful courtyard.
Shrapnel damage from the bombing of
Caceres during the Spanish Civil War.
Given my propensity to take photos of
eagles while kayaking at home, when
I get a coat of arms, it will definitely
have a one-headed eagle. Because of
the weird placement of the head, I do
wonder if this was a two-headed eagle
that lost one of its heads.
This key street ran on the
inner side of the city walls.
One of the classic towers.
Another city tower.
Plaza Mayor of the Caceres, including
the main stage of the music festival
that ended the night before our walkabout.
The one photo I took in
non-picturesque Casar
de Caceres.
I just realized that Marco, our guide, looks
like my friend Steven Moore, an American
hero bringing supplies and non-military
aid to Ukraine.
One of the few towers
left in Caceres.
The famed Black
Jesus of Caceres.
You can tell it is St. Micheal
because he has a sword and
wings for killing dragons,
while St. George has a spear
and does not have wings.
A church that is now a museum.
Typical street in the historic
centre of Caceres.
The famous ivory tower
of Caceres. No academics
were seen during the taking
of this photo.
The main tower, and part of Plaza Mayor.
Poppies and a tower.
Pretty columns of flowers
are found in spots of
the city.
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