|Esperanza takes in the view from the 14th century San Martin bridge in Toldeo, Spain.|
Ah, siesta. That precious time after a big family lunch. The sun is at its hottest. The locals stay indoors to keep cool. Shops close their doors. Everything shuts down for a collective nap.
I enjoyed plenty of restorative siestas in Toledo, just south of Madrid. Hubby and I were there during the city's biggest religious festival, the Corpus Christi.
|Corpus Christi Procession in Old Toledo|
|The canopied procession route at night.|
|Back to front: Armando, Esperanza, Alicia, Espe, Sagrario, Guille, Javier|
|Grandma Garcia shows her latest art project.|
|Empanada with tuna, olives, tomatoes and peppers.|
|Grilled octopus with fried potatoes.|
|This churros stand is bustling from early morning to early morning.|
|My new amigo, Pepe at a wine cooperative, Viñedos Camarena|
My Spanish friend, Armando taught me a new expression. It reminds that there is plenty of time to worry. And thoughts of the future are for tomorrow.
"Hoy no. Mañana." Translation: Not today. Tomorrow. A little Spanish wisdom to savour every morsel in the moment.
Muchas gracias amigos de Toledo. Espero verte pronto en la cocina de AK.