Spain 2024-Day 20-Toledo

It was our last full day in Spain. We were looking forward to seeing the kids and the pets, but not really ready to head back to the regular day-to-day life. We chose to mix a little sightseeing in with a little study and play.

Started off with a little jog down by the river.

Then the uphill climb out of the valley to try out the Italian cafe we had seen the day before.

It turned out the Italian cafe was a Vegan Italian cafe. My good-natured Buddie was okay with that. And it was delicious. Buds said it was in his top 2 coffees of the trip.

From our breakfast, we walked to the The Synagogue of Samuel ha-Leví or Synagogue of Transit. It is a peaceful, relatively small building, steeped in history and intricate beauty.

It was a gorgeous day so we hiked around for awhile longer, then headed back to work and study.

Buds made us a lovely gnocchi lunch with a sangria chaser.

We packed and laughed and planned. I also realized the yogurt I had been eating in Toledo was not vanilla flavored, but oat-flavored. 😁

Then we had our largest wobble of the whole trip.

Buds picked out a fantastic restaurant for our final dinner. We thought we'd try to eat early since we didn't have reservations. It said it was open at 8, and when we walked in, we were the only ones there. We confirmed with the only person working there that we could order dinner.

As I looked at the menu, wondering why it had nothing on it that matched the website menu I had looked through earlier, I saw that Buddie had a pained look on his face.

"This is the wrong place. We have to go."

With a feeble wave and a chagrined apology, we slunk out the door.

We hoped the restaurant we actually wanted was in a different part of town, but as Google maps would have it, it was, of course, right across the very narrow street.

Looking away from the previous restaurant, we ran to the door of the actual place.

There were only 2 men working in this one.

Yes, we could have drinks. No, the kitchen was not open until 9 p.m. so we could not have food.

Could we make a reservation for 9 or after?

Nope, they were booked for the night.

Out the door we went, hugging the brick wall to skulk around the corner and not been seen by the restaurant across the street.

After we were a couple blocks away, we decided to try Chinese food and ended up making a reservation at Dragon Kitchen.

We had two hours until our reservation time, so we chose to have our last gelato of this trip.

When we showed up at the appointed time at Dragon Kitchen, the young man who greeted us at the door asked us if we had a reservation...for the virtually empty restaurant. When he learned our name, he proudly showed to a small table for two, by the window, that had a metal "reservation" stand on it.

It was a splendid dinner filled with great conversation and good food, much laughter, many plans, and many memories.

It was such a low-key, loving, lovely end to our final day.

We checked the fees in the "Collect Fees Document" folder, and went on our way.

Back home we went for our final sleep on Spanish soil.