Cordoba

The day after we got back from our funnymoon we set off on a road trip with the gang from Tarragona. The main purpose of this trip being Toni's wedding in a village down in bull territory - Cordoba. We passed miles and miles of countryside with not a person in sight but with more bulls than I have ever imagined possible to see in one day. It is really the heart of the bull fighting world. My husband, and the other boys we were eith are all passionate about their bulls and love to watch them. So, we pulled over and went as close as we dare to the wall to have a look at a few. They don't look very scary from such a distance but as soon as they move, you realise why it is that there is so mcuh distance between you and it. Apparently down in those parts of Spain if you want to become a bull fighter they put you out in the fields there to see how brave you are - to see if you can torrear a bull in the wild - with no wall close by to jump over like in the bull ring. I'll give that career a miss I think.

The wedding was very typical of a spanish village wedding. I loved it because, being in the south, there was lots of flamenco singing in the church - and I just can't get enough of that.

We definitely seemed to be the star guests of the wedding. Mainly because we were the only table with an average age of less than 50. Many tables were full of people well into their 80's ....or at least they looked that way. So, of course we took the place over and completely hogged the dance floor and carried on as though no one else was there. It was great fun!

Just a short blog today as I actually have to go and get ready for another wedding now. The guy in the beige suit in these pictures, otherwise known as "Big Member", is getting married to the beautiful only other tall girl in the photos above.

Adios

S xx