I should have known what kind of trip it was going to be from the moment I left my apartment.

It began last Thursday around midnight, when I was all packed and ready to jump on 12-hour overnight bus trip across Spain. I was looking forward to sleeping off the previous night’s discoteca outing that lasted until 4 a.m. And I was really excited to see some of the most amazing historical sites in beautiful old Spanish cities.

I said bye to my roommate “But you forgot something important!” he shouted as I was leaving.

“What?” I asked.


“Alcohol?? Nah, I’ll just buy it there.”

“Nooo, I mean for the bus ride!”

“But my nap!!” He just laughed.

(If you only want to read about pretty Spanish castles, skip this bit! I’ll put in a bolded section when the castles start. )

Setting off to go here!

Within half an hour, I was on Bus #1 with a new friend who kindly helped me out with my booze oversight. It was packed with sixty party-happy 20-somethings from all over the world.

“Okay,” shouted one of the trip coordinators as we sped away from Plaça Cataluyna, “We want to know your name, where you’re from, if you’re single or taken….and which one of the coordinators you would like to have una noche de pasión with!”

Then out came the karaoke on the bus’s T.V. Cue sixty now tipsy 20-somethings singing and dancing in the aisles with coordinated hip thrusts to “Ai Se Eu Te Pego“. It’s pretty much obligatory to know the dance if you’re in Spain at the moment.

As made famous by this guy ( Cristiano Ronaldo).

(Castle people, come back!)

Eventually it calmed down and people fell asleep. I woke hours later up to miles of beautiful Spanish countryside, with gently rolling hills and pretty stone walls dotted across the fields. We got sleepily rolled out of the bus in Ávila half an hour later.

Welcome to Ávila!

We walked through the amazing castle walls to the Plaza Mayor, where there was a Friday morning farmers’ market filled with old Spanish couples. The men lined up for olives and the women picked out vegetables.

First stop was breakfast. I went with a new Finnish friend from the bus, and we ate sandwiches at a lovely local bar filled with jamón legs and beautiful tapas. She had a tasty Spanish tortilla sandwich, and I tried jamón and cheese. The sandwiches were on the most amazing bread and bigger than my upper arm. This was actually the first time I’ve eaten the famous Spanish jamón and enjoyed it. Neither of us finished! Sadly I forgot to take pictures.

So here’s a picture of some jamón. Credit: Encantadisimo on Flickr

Then we got a walking tour of the city with a local guide, which was a lot of fun. We saw all the sights, like a palace built by a rich local. There was some fuss over how many windows and doors it had, so he was forced to shut some of them. But he built a new door and opened that one too. And that’s how we have the saying “When one door closes, another one opens.”

The closed door in question.

We made our way through the winding cobblestoned streets, and it was easy to see why they call Ávila “The City of Pebbles and Saints.” There was a church on practically every corner!

We walked through the castle walls and found a beautiful, breathtaking view of the countryside. Here’s how big our group was:

Then we saw a few more of the churches and sights, like the Convento de Santa Teresa. I loved seeing the old castle walls jammed up next to modern things, like when cars passed through the old archways. All the people who grew up in Europe were pretty unimpressed, but stuff like this just doesn’t exist in California!

The walls date back to the 11th century and circle the old part of the city. To give you an idea of how big they are, Wikipedia says it’s got 88 towers and the walls are 2,516 meters long. Our tour guide told us they get lit up at night and it’s the biggest lit up monument in the world. I wish we’d gotten to see them at night!

Our tour was pretty short, and it was realllly hard to hear because there were so many of us and one person doing her best to be heard. So unfortunately, I don’t have much more of the history and background of Ávila! Just as it started to rain, we left through the beautiful walls before making our way to Salamanca.