We took the 30 minute high speed train to Toledo today. The kids told me on the ride home “you were passed out! We could tell that your mouth was open even underneath the mask”. Anyway, Toledo is known for its enormous cathedral which houses “art worthy of the Prado” by El Greco, Caravaggio, Velasquez. Who knew I’d ever know so many artists’ names. El Greco was apparently a Greek guy who lived in Spain, so they nicknamed him “the Greek”. The train station in Toledo is also photo worthy. The cathedral itself was huge, beautiful, freezing cold, and had exquisite sculpting/molding/artwork throughout. It is 1500 years old. Another fun fact: Toledo is know for its mazapan which I googled and conflicting results say it either is or isn’t exactly like marzipan. I got some and it tastes like marzipan. The city of Toledo is SO cute. Tiniest streets, all hilly, not a flat surface. Our cab from the train station drove on streets so narrow people had to scramble and duck in to doorways to make room, there were literally not inches to spare.
Other side note: New Balance seems
to be the shoe of choice here amongst Spanish.
In less exciting news, our Covid tests all seemed either extremely faint or negative this morning so we went to the clinic, only to be told both kids were definitely positive and no need to retest for 2-3 days. How discouraging. Even the girls at the clinic were surprised when I told them Christian was on Day 10 of a positive test.
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