[Guest Post by Luz Vega in Arcos de la Frontera] A few days ago a group of sketchers visited the car scrapyard of San Miguel, in Arcos de la Frontera in the province of Cádiz, of southern Spain. Like a city, the scrapyard is organized by streets. The streets have different types of vehicles. Here small cars. There motorcycles. Beyond are the vans. Then there are impossible to define vehicles. The vehicles are organized by colors – green tractors, yellow cranes, blue SUVs or white trucks. I looked out, lost in a sea of infinite vehicles. Trucks, cars, SUVs, they are waiting for a second chance, a new opportunity. They […]
[By Luis Ruiz in Arcos de la Frontera, Spain] There is a long row of towns and cities in the middle of Andalusia that add the particle ‘de la Frontera’ to their names; therefore you can find in the map places like Jerez de la Frontera, Jimena de la Frontera, Aguilar de la Frontera and so on. This fact might be puzzling to those who are not familiar with the history of Spain, as they look laid just in the heart of the country, far from any present-day border. What they share in common is their picturesque setting on the top of hills, overlooking winding valleys; in fact they look […]
More autumn in Andalucía. We moved on from Cádiz to Jerez de la Frontera, with days in Arcos de la Frontera and Sevilla.
Drawings by Sharon Frost We’ve been back in Brooklyn for almost a month now, but still in a little culture shock. I still feel I have one foot in Andalucía. Flamenco preformance at El Tabankino, Jerez de la Frontera. Breakfast on the patio, Hotel Casa Grande in Arcos de la Frontera. Patio at Casa Rosaleda, where we rent an apartment every year. Jerez de la Frontera. Barrio Santiago. The very full train to Seville. Small plaza in Seville across the street from the Hospital Don Juan de Sevilla. My husband Stephen, on the plane back to New York City. He’s studying his precious new camera. Blog: Day Books