Travels with my Wife

Holidays and Other Excursions

Spanish Paradors 14.9.25

Our homeward journey is multi stage.  Our coach returns us to Bilbao Airport.  We traverse what I believe to be Rioja country and we do see some vines but not on the scale I was anticipating.

At the airport where we have the usual wait for the Vueling aeroplane to return us to London Gatwick.  They disembark by row numbers – five at a time.  I am not sure it makes things better as people are still not ready to move once their rows are called.

Then a transfer bus to the long term parking where the car awaits at the far end of a car park and the rain is pouring down from the sky in vast quantities.  We rarely resort to remote parking – justified as it came as part of the package to stay at the hotel on the outward journey which brings back memories of the excellent meal at Sorrel unmatched during our sojourn abroad.

Northern Spain – potentially damper than would have been ideal.  The Paradors I felt were a little lacking from the expectations we had of them, although we saw some others along the way.  The rooms are inevitably standardised I suppose but the service levels I had anticipated to be higher than we experienced – are they suffering the same recruitment difficulties as the UK or as it feels is it deliberate to manage with as few as possible.

Some of the scenery was magnificent.  Away from the towns on the Camino Way it felt that the English were far from welcome (Oviedo I am looking at you), however another day it might be another story.  We have now seen places we might not have seen, I would like to come back and visit some of the Rioja wineries and Bilbao.  There is also an interesting looking narrow gauge rail network – but I suspect the frequency and speed of trains might be on the low side!

Spanish Paradors 13.9.25

Santo Domingo de la Calzada 13.9.25

Santo Domingo de la Calzada 13.9.25

There is an optional trip into nearby Burgos today which most travellers take.  We always felt that we would need a rest day (even if we had not already had one) today so we are staying put.  Santo Domingo de la Calzada is dead on the Camino Way which runs through the town centre and so when we go out for a wander around we can actually see some of the travellers making their way (or actually lunching in most cases).

Parador 13.9.25

Parador 13.9.25

The sun does shine in this part of the world after all and we have it today so the wander around is very pleasant.  The outside of the Parador looks modern but hidden inside is a former hospital building dating from the 12th century.  Parador de Santo Domingo de la Calzada has various magnificent lounges, plus a modest bar where drinks can be obtained.

Having been a little unhappy at dinner last night the same group of six dined together in a little restaurant just across the way from the hotel and had possibly the best meal of the week here.  We were not quite the last to leave the restaurant – but almost last which I suspect speaks for itself.  Well looked after by the staff this evening and a decent end to the week, apart from the journey home.

Spanish Paradors 12.9.25

Lugo Roman Wall 12.9.25

Lugo Roman Wall 12.9.25

We are now moving on after three nights in Vilalba and we are now heading east having largely been heading west until now.  Our first stop today is the town of Lugo which is the only town to retain a complete encircling Roman wall.  So once we are there we head to an easy to access section with ramps as one or two of our number are not as agile as once was the case.

Lugo Wall 12.9.25

Lugo Wall 12.9.25

The town is quite attractive and our meander back is enhanced by a visit to an excavation of Roman remains under the town centre.

Lugo Excavations 12.9.25

Lugo Excavations 12.9.25

On our outward journey the route was along the coast with the Picos Mountains on our left hand side.  Today, making use of the excellent roads, we actually head up and up and up and over the mountains seeing an entirely different countryside.  Very green because of the rain but also very thinly populated as tehre are simply few people living in this area.

Once we drop down onto a plateau this is mainly grain and sunflower growing, no doubt getting good rainfall but again not that heavily inhabited about the towns we pass.  Much of our route is tracked by the local rail network, however I cannot recall seeing many services so they cannot be particularly frequent.

Leon Cathedral 12.9.25

Leon Cathedral 12.9.25

Our second stop is Leon and one of our party has checked the local Dotto service and we almost run down the hill to ensure we catch the last trip around the town before the long lunch time break – by the end of which our coach will be on its way.  So we have a gentle trip around the town.

Parador de Leon 12.9.25

Parador de Leon 12.9.25

We did pass the above Parador which looks spectacular and I hope the inside lives up to the external promise – in itself it might be tempting to plot a return!

We then mosey back up the main drag and find a a quiet looking restaurant in a side street.  We do not venture inside until we have eaten and find that it is actually quite busy.  Nothing special – but a reasonable meal.

The rest of the day rather reminds me of why I am never overly keen on coach holidays as it is a long schlep to the final parador – Parador de Santo Domingo de la Calzada.   I cannot blame the coach driver – he was driving along at all times at a decent speed – but there are some distances to cover on this trip.

Dinner this evening is a little awkward.  The staff here are again overloaded or ill prepared.  There are two dining rooms and it is not obvious that they are being treated equally as finding anyone in ours seems rare.  One of our travellers is treated in what seems to be a rude manner and another demands that an apology should be offered – but I am not sure it crosses the language barrier but it leaves a sour taste.  The underlying problem is that the paradors have clearly cut staff to the minimum and they are over worked.

Spanish Paradors 11.9.25

We take one look out of the window this morning and we confirm that not going to La Coruna is absolutely brilliant idea – the rain is pouring and the forecasts do not indicate any let up all day.

Breakfast here is not as great as it was at the first Parador; the best solution is ordering an omelette.  So they may operate to the same decor but the standards for breakfast do vary (both are four star).

We have visited La Coruna previously on a cruise we took in around 2012/3 on one of the Cunard Queens so we feel we would see no more today and get very wet.

At lunchtime we take a stroll down the hill as I had spotted another restaurant and we book a table this evening for six of the group as we want to ensure we do not have difficulties finding somewhere to eat.

The rest of the day is spent reading, catching up on various magazines.

In the evening we have a good evening at the restaurant and wine bar – Jackie goes for a very expensive bottle of wine but it is very good.  Just nice to have  a chat with different people and whilst the food is not outstanding I suspect it is better than the hotel.

Spanish Paradors 10.9.25

Santiago de Compostela 10.9.25

Santiago de Compostela 10.9.25

We technically reach the end of the Camino Way today – we are not walking it and I believe these days it is not compulsory to walk the entire distance at one go.

The city centre is largely far free and so we are dropped a walk away from there.  All well and good but one of our number slightly overdoes it and the return journey is a little more fraught.

We arrive in time to join the daily service which marks the end of the journey and the place is packed.  Most of our fellow travellers do not stay but we wish to see the experience – a full Catholic Mass plus the swinging of an immense incense burner.  It probably looks more dangerous than it actually is and getting photos proves none too easy.

Santiago Cathedral 10.9.25

Santiago Cathedral 10.9.25

The incense burner can just be seen in the photograph.

Knowing that this evening we will be eating in a small establishment close to the Parador we visit the Parador just off the square and enjoy a light lunch coming across a somewhat Spanish phenomenon.  At an adjacent table an individual takes a seat and orders.  He proceeds to read the newspaper whilst having a radio on the table turned up enough to be annoying.  The experience repeats later in the week with a sole diner so assume it is socially acceptable – something which in the UK would bring all sorts of frowns and complaints.

In the evening we walk around the back of the Parador and visit a small bar which we just about fill.  We are served the local tapas, all very simple and local home cooked food and a different way to spend the evening and very cheap to assist the holiday budget stay in balance.

We largely avoided the rain today but we note that tomorrow is intended to be very wet.  We decide that we will stay in the hotel and have a rest day.

 

Spanish Paradors 9.9.25

Oviedo Cathedral 9.9.25

Oviedo Cathedral 9.9.25

Having had two nights in Limpias this morning we also take our cases with us as we head down and out as we are moving along the northern coast.  Excellent roads would make local driving very simple.

Our initial destination is the town of Oviedo and the guide had been talking expansively about it being the capital of the local cider industry.  As a Spanish town it has a large church and a square.

La Regenta 9.9.25

La Regenta 9.9.25

 

The statue of La Regenta is a pictorial recognition of the heroine of a book which has become recognised belatedly as a classic of Spanish literature who lived and wrote in Oviedo and the books are set in the city.

After visiting these we walk to the market and I acquire a new belt as my existing ones have all given up the unenviable task of restraining my gut from wandering around.

Cheeses Oviedo 9.9.25

Cheeses Oviedo 9.9.25

In the market there was cheese for sale.  Regrettably the UK government currently prevents import of European cheese because there was a small foot and mouth outbreak in the Spring  – soon brought under control – the continuance of the ban is unfathomable.

We then wander back and, based on the recommendation, decide that the place to get some lunch is the Calle Gascona – with about 15 bars serving food and cider.  We cannot recommend it.  I think we try four different establishments.  We struggle to attract interest from the staff, to find anything in English as a menu (and at this point do not get me started on Google translate which appears to struggle with the menus here).  When we do get seated relatively comfortable and with a menu of which we can make sense we probably both make poor choices.  I went for the dish described in terms of being as “grandmother used to make” (paraphrasing) and I had forgotten just how poor the area once was and consequently the nature of the available foods.

Other people may have different experiences but interestingly one commentator suffered equally badly in this street and then ate elsewhere and did remarkably well.  If only he had been before us and not after!!

After lunch we went onto Gijon a pleasant coastal town.  The coach rolled to a stop outside an unexpected and unplanned treasure – a railway museum which has a neat collection of trains – standard gauge, narrow gauge and industrial on display and kept me happily occupied for quite some time.

Rail Museum Gijon 9.9.25

Rail Museum Gijon 9.9.25

I could add numerous photos and direct you elsewhere for an in depth review.  This is a former mine locomotive built I believe by Dufel.  However there is a lot in a small space and in an adjacent yard much more waiting restoration.

We did find time to visit the beach before moving on to Parador de Vilalba where we have three nights.  Walking into the room was a touch of deja vu as it is fitted out almost identically to the previous Parador – which was a slight surprise but once over the shock at least we can soon find everything!

Spanish Paradors 8.9.25

Santander Cathedral 8.9.25

Santander Cathedral 8.9.25

Regrettably, although we fly in and out of Bilbao, we do not actually visit the city.  Today is an out and back trip to Santander and later Santillana del Mer.

Santander first and it is a large port on the Atlantic coast or perhaps more accurately on the southern side of the Bay of Biscay and as such it is in direct line of weather coming from the west.  Today that reflects the grey and damp days which come with such a location, the Bay being infamous for the adverse weather conditions.

Our initial stop is at a lighthouse, Cabo Mayor, which provides views over the sea and also towards Santander and the Bay of Santander.

Santander Cathderal decoration 8.9.25

Santander Cathderal decoration 8.9.25

The coach then returns us to the waterfront in Santander and we are also to walk through a park and the town centre  eventually reaching the magnificent cathedral.

1941 fire Santander 8.9.25

1941 fire Santander 8.9.25

In February 1941 a fire started in Cadiz Street adjacent to the Docks and a strong south wind fanned the fire and it swept through much of city reaching to the Cathedral.  Reconstruction of the destroyed area (around 14 hectares) took 25 years.  More recently it has been commemorated with a statue.  Only one life was lost in the fire.

Santillana del Mer 8.9.25

Santillana del Mer 8.9.25

Driving inland we come to Santillana del Mer which lays claim to being one of the prettiest villages in Spain.  On a damp turning very wet grey day I remain unconvinced by that claim, although it is certainly attractive and pictures are taken as we wander around.

Cider is important in this part of Spain we are advised and find our way to a place which is delivering said drink and food which are welcome.

Local Beer 8.9.25

Local Beer 8.9.25

We return to the parador where the heavily worked bar staff manage to serve us all – but it can take some time.  I indulge in the local beer as I cannot drink cider.  As we are a little way out of the village we choose to eat in the parador restaurant and we enjoy a pretty good meal – but again the limited staff numbers mean that there are delays – which do not bother us too much but certainly lead to some discontent.  Nothing to do with our tour but the management are simply trying to do too much with too few people.

 

Spanish Paradors 7.9.25

Castro Urdiales church 7.9.25

Castro Urdiales church 7.9.25

Our outward journey commenced yesterday in reality as we decided (in the light of an incredibly early flight) to dine at Sorrel in Dorking and then stay in a hotel adjacent to the airport overnight.  We still manage to reach check in very early.  Once again Vueling want the passenger to label their own bags – a practice I hate as if it goes wrong who is responsible.

Go wrong it does.  I am summoned at the gate to the desk and asked to confirm that the bag is Jackie’s as they cannot scan the barcode.  Why is it all so difficult plus hours of waiting around doing nothing useful.

It is a relatively short flight down to Bilbao and we are on time throughout.  It does not take long to emerge with cases (it has arrived despite the unreadable bar code).  We appear to lose one traveller but depart – the tour guide will be with us later as there is a later flight coming in from Manchester.

Castro Urdiales 7.9.25

Castro Urdiales 7.9.25

With such an early flight we know the rooms will not be ready and so the tour operator has arranged for our coach to take us to Castro Urdiales.   We are dropped and wander down to the sea front.  It is a smart town and there are a large number of cafés along the front – but given the time it is too early for lunch.  Eating times in Spain always provide a slight problem which our body clocks find more difficult than the one hour time difference.  Lunch type food tends not to be available before about 13:30 and in the evenings dinner before 20:00 is just not possible and usually later.

I walk up the hill to get a closer look at the church and castle, plus some photos from a different angle.

Apparently Castro Urdiales is a favoured destination generated by the power of AI – at least according to the BBC.

We return to the coach and are taken to the Parador de Limpias which has a modern block for the rooms attached to the older building.  However the rooms are comfortable and better sized than in Iceland!  We have a group meeting before dinner which tells us a little about the week ahead.  The slight surprise is that the tour will be unguided in the individual towns and cities – which is a contrast to most of the tours we book.

Worcester 23.8.25

Teapots Royal Worcester 23.8.25

Teapots Royal Worcester 23.8.25

The main part of today was the trip by train from Staines-upon-Thames to Worcester being hauled by a steam locomotive which I will address on the railways blog but felt that some notes around Worcester itself were appropriate here.

I had visited Worcester earlier in the year on a drizzly grey day in January and did not feel attracted – it felt dismal and lacking.  Today in the sunshine was very different and I apologise for my earlier dismay.  Our tour terminated at Shrub Hill and we had a pleasant walk, largely along the canal (there is an extension to this along the river) to the Royal Worcestershire works.  Now no longer in production the site was producing fine bone china from 1751 until trading ceased in 2009 although production had moved elsewhere earlier than this.

Lea Perrins Royal Worcester 23.8.25

Lea Perrins Royal Worcester 23.8.25

On the site now is a museum showing the history of production and examples of the ranges produced in the 150 years of trading which included this reminder of another local product – Worcestershire sauce!

Worcester Cathedral 23.8.25

Worcester Cathedral 23.8.25

A short walk from the former factory is the Cathedral which earlier in the year I had thought grey and dull from the exterior.  Internally it is far more impressive and holds the tomb of King John.

King John tomb 23.8.25

King John tomb 23.8.25

King John died at Newark Castle, probably of dysentery in 1216.  His will decreed that he be buried at Worcester where he spent Christmases as he felt he had a close connection with priory and the associated saints.

We then wander around the corner to Greyfriars a National Trust property – but to see this a tour needs to be booked and given the uncertainties over our arrangements I had not done this.  Across the way we have a cup of coffee and watch the world pass by before returning to the station for the trip home.

Homeward Bound 1.8.25

MS Jane Austen 1.8.25

MS Jane Austen 1.8.25

The end of the holiday and time for the next journey so we step away from the MS Jane Austen.  Jackie is travelling with others on the normal return journey – a coach and Eurostar then Thameslink and GWR in a straight reverse of the outward journey.

I have my own trip programmed –  taking an Interrail excursion at 71 (although technically it is not Interrail as I shall be staying in France).   That story continues over on the Railways blog as (of course) I am not travelling with my wife.

Coach home 1.8.25

Coach home 1.8.25

So I wave her coach farewell before heading off.  I suspect Jackie is convinced that I cannot possibly manage three nights travelling on my own without getting lost or into trouble – but at least I have my passport.

This has been a good holiday.  A mixture of relaxation and visiting new places.  Two locations struck off the long list of places to visit – Monet’s Garden and Versailles plus a chance to see Rouen and Honfleur.  Well worthwhile.

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