We are up and after breakfast I notice a stork is nesting on the roof of the Parador. Once I get my picture we are off to Bilbao our last rest point before returning to the UK. We are stopping at Salamanca another World Heritage site and one of the most important university cities in Spain. Founded in 1218 it is the oldest university in Spain and the 4th oldest Western University . With its 30.000
students together with tourism it is a primary source of income for Salamanca .

Pictured on the right is Plaza Mayor . It is one of most beautiful and largest squares in Spain. While we were taking pictures and I was pointing out a figure on the building a elderly Spanish gentleman approaches us and try to tell us a bit about the figures. He's speaks no English and we no Spanish but in the end we get what he is trying to tell us about the figures. As with other cities in this area of Spain it was once ruled by the Moors. He points to Fred and touches his arm then points to me and touches my arm. I get it a history of dark which I am compared to Fred and white rulers . He get the biggest smile on his face nods and then walks us towards the tourist information centre and say mucho walking to do.
Since being built in 1755, the square has hosted a the Consistory, been a market,bull-ring,concert hall, theatre and a general meeting place for people and their families. Plus it has witnessed all political , socio-economicand regions changes that have occurred in Spain and Salamanca since that date.
The picture on the left is of Casa De Las Conchas , The House of Shells and is one of the most well know palaces in Salamanca .Built and the end of the 15th and start of the 16th century by Rodrigo Arias Maldonado who was very close to the Catholic Monarchs and a member of The Order of Santiago. The shells which are the main decoration are present in his wife's heraldry and symbolise his love for his wife and the Order to which he belonged.
We explore more the the city but really don't spend enough time here as we would have liked as we still have a a good 3 ½ hours of driving to get to our hotel in Bilbao or at least Fred does.
We arrive and get checked in and head out to check out a pub that Fred looked up as the big Game Liverpool vs Real is on tonight. We find the place but it is a little hole in the wall. Plus the area looks sketchy and I don't need Fred to get beat up as he is a Liverpool supporter in Spain. We purchase a bottle of wine and look for a place to eat. By this time we are both tired and turned around. It is getting on and Fred finally gets his bearings. We pick up Kentucky Fried Chicken for the room. I know all the great food we have had this trip and we settle for this. I am tired, sore and cranky plus Fred wants to watch the game so that is what we have.
The hotel has the game on so we head down to the bar to watch it and enjoy a couple of drinks. We are in Basque country so Fred figures there will be more Liverpool supporters then Real Madrid. There is a elderly gentleman who is a Real supporter and a real ass. Fred gets a bit agitated and I tell him to calm down or we will leave. Sadly Liverpool lose and we graciously shake his hand and congratulate him on his teams success .
Adios por orhora,
Sandy & Fred