Tuesday 2 September: Tordesillas

 We have a comfortable night and breakfast outside. It’s complicated trying to get transport into Valladolid so we decide to have a quieter day exploring Torsedillas. We cross the impressive medieval bridge over the River Duero and climb up to the old town. The museum houses an impressive display of maps from the 15th century charting the discovery of the world as they saw it. A treaty was signed here assigning Brazil to the Portuguese and the rest of South America to the Spanish. Then on to the Convent of Santa Clara where we join an obligatory guided tour in Spanish! Obviously totally over our heads but we were able to marvel at the Mudejar styled building, impressive gothic arches, ornate roofs and Arab baths. We sit in the busy Plaza Mayor and have a drink and some fried cod raciones. Nowhere looks very inviting for lunch so after a wander we return to the square and have a small plate of paella. I give my prawns to Simon and hope for the best. Back at the campsite we sit by the pool and read and manage a swim in the clear but chilly water. Sadly I haven’t escaped unscathed from the paella and suffer several very queasy hours. I’m hoping the worst has passed.