Someday Salamanca

Someday I would like good reason and/or opportunity to bring my friends and family to Salamanca. It's one of those places that can't really be described, and if it were possible to load up a bus for a weekend trip that's what would best convey the feeling.

It took 3 hours from Madrid to cross some of the lovelist terrain (complete with a variety of hooves and horns, although, my personal fav is always the moose). Upon arriving in Salamanca, I realized that the temperature had dropped considerably despite the increasing daylight. It was much colder, and I could smell fireplaces burning.

It is quaint but not desolate, and quiet but not untrafficked. As always, my favorite time of day--lunch, provided a great opportunity to soak up the sidewalk activity complete with live violin by street corner happenstance of a talented man (and his dog).

Truthfully, I don't know if I'll ever return to Salamanca outside of coincidence or chance, but it deserves a gold star on the itinerary.