Just left the scorching curse of Salamanca, we were headed to Avila before our final destination, which would be Madrid. I just woke up from my afternoon nap while on the coach when I saw a landscape similar to Jerusalem. The weather was milder, and the strong gust of wind was much needed grace.
Rose and I have been in Avila before. It was during winter. Our tour director took us for hot chocolate. Years later, we are doing it again, and this time with churros. Avila's mug of hot chocolate and churros never fail regardless of the season.