We woke up that day and saw that we had plenty of time to make our afternoon train. We had a nice, leisurely breakfast at the hotel and noted that we still had plenty of time. We then packed our bags and checked out in plenty of time. And the taxi driver got us to the train station in plenty of time. But then we were told that our train was going to be delayed for at least an hour (sigh).
We sat around for awhile but then I decided to go for a walk and take some last photos of León. So I walked across the Bridge of the Lions over the Bernesga River and wandered around the Plaza Guzman El Bueno and took a few pictures of the river and the fountain in the plaza and the landscaping between the river and the plaza. One of the photos I took of the landscaping was a memorable one, thanks to the daily efforts of the city’s gardeners.
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I then walked back to the train station and soon we were on our way to Ponferrada. My next several postings will be about our three-day visit to that town.
Hey, I just noticed that the title of today’s posting is in perfect iambic trimeter. Maybe I should make a little poem out of it:
The day we left León
And went to Ponferrada
I thanked the clerk for everything
She winked and answered “Nada!”