We got into Salamanca, found parking, found our hostal, then found closer parking. Then we set out to see the old town and the university. Salamanca University is the oldest university in Spain, founded in 1218. One of the main things we wanted to photograph, the intricately carved main gate, was undergoing some kind of restoration work, so it was surrounded by scaffolding and equipment - a little disappointing.
After wandering the streets until our legs were tired, we sat in the Plaza Mayor and had a drink, then decided to go back to the hotel for a rest before dinner. At 9:00, we headed back to the old town to find something to eat, and ended up at a place called 50's Rock, a fake American-style 50's diner, where they have sandwiches like the "Gary Cooooper", and the "Lenon". They also have "chiken wings and chiken fingers". OK, so it's not authentic, but the burgers Jorge and Gema had looked good - and I got pizza! It was fun to sit outside and watch the sun go down and the lights come on around the churches and old buildings. One more stop back at the Plaza Mayor, then it was back to the hostal for bed.
This is where our travel differs. I would be looking for some spanish diners to eat anything BUT chicken fingers and pizza! We try to seek out the local spots if possible.
ReplyDeleteBelieve me, we really tried. At lunch we ate a local place called Delicatessen Cafe, where they had the menu del dia and I had the most gorgeous club-sandwich type thing I have ever had (once I removed the fried egg). Jorge had spotted a couple of possibilities for dinner, but when we came back they were all closed. All that was left were expensive restaurants, or cheap ones where the tapas looked like they had been sitting out all day. European pizza isn't like home, anyway.
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