In 1979 Eleanor rented an apartment on Marine Street in St. Augustine. A painter traveling from Mexico she found a place that fit her desires. An ancient, tropical enclave by the sea. A few months later she met Curt, a newly arrived woodenboat sailor who had traveled down the East Coast from the Outer Banks of North Carolina stopping and working along the way. He too had found a good reason to stay.

From that time, through their years together and the many places they have lived, they have documented their experiences through creative expression. Their story continues here...

Monday, August 27, 2012

Cultura Nueva


With a week left before our return we found summer heat and dusty camping on the central plain. Decided to find a small city to rest up and reflect on our travel before leaving. After a nice afternoon exploration of Avila we worked our way to Aranjuez about 50 km south of Madrid. It is one of the Royal Estates of the Crown of Spain since Philip II of Spain named it so in 1560. 

We stayed in a small hostal in a room opening onto a beautiful courtyard cooled by potted plants and hanging vines. Many walks gave us the chance to observe and be a part of the present-day culture of Spain. Families in the plazas every evening, odd mealtimes and a general sense that people were happy, well connected and for the most part content in a tough economic time.




The walled city of Avila. Quite a bit more like St. Augustine
 than its industrial sister city Aviles. At least in my opinion.




Our hostal courtyard in Aranjuez



Fountain of Apollo in the Prince's Garden




Walking to the Palacio




Palace of the Spanish monarchs, Aranjuez




An afternoon social








Into the bullring








Evening refreshment in the plaza




The old Strawberry Line to Madrid




Continuum
















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