These are some pretty sparkly things that specifically made me think of Rachel Bailey...who would never leave the room due to all of the treasures that would distract her attention every time she thought to exit!
These pics are both from what I am calling "the red room" since I have no idea what it was actually for other than to be pretty...this cathedral was much more like a museum in an old palace than an actual place of worship.
This is a shot of one of the vaulted bays...which really doesn't capture the height the way I had hoped, but it is amazing just the same because of the details...I bet they are actually HUGE since they have to be seen at such large distances by the spectator at the Cathedral floor.
After grabbing some lunch, Bob, Tom and I headed to Plaza de los Toros, the bullfighting ring, for a tour. Tom posed with Islera, the mother of a bull who killed the owner's friend...it is said that the greatness of a bull is passed through the females, so the man killed Islera so that his bulls would not do more harm.
Victoria and Monica chillax before the Flamenco show began at Casa de Carmen.
True Andalucian Flamenco
El cantante, la bailadora, el guitarrista
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