“Great, thank you very much for you invitation!”I texted Grace back as soon as possible when I checked my cellphone and noticed her invitation for traveling to Toledo with her friend on Sunday. Fortunately, this time I was caught by my sunny side instead of social anxiety.

    We arrived at Toledo quite early on the morning. When facing to the Puerta de Bisagra, the half covered stone buildings behind these two towers look like a fair lady lived in the 16th century, and I was the reckless one who disturbed her with walking into her bright brown dream. If the sculpture on top of the Puerta de Bisagra is the loyal guard of this proud lady, hope he didn’t mind my visitation as an curious stranger. At the beginning of our travel when there were not so many tourists, it’s very quiet and peaceful, I thought I saw Toledo’s real delicate and pretty face but felt so far away from her, however, when after she made up with the opening of a lot of restaurants and museums, we were walking inside of the downtown and did many things like a tourist. Then I felt more closer to her face even it’s covered by a veil. She just like a mystic lady hides her face behind a white veil and rouge cream, and never intends to show people her pure beauty. 

It’s amazing to travel an old town on the quiet morning, without many modern tourists around, it feels like we went back to the old era, but the contradictory thing is we wear t-shirt and trousers instead of long skirts. This kind of weird feeling just like walking inside your own dreams, you know you are here but at the same time you know you are not belong here.

When walking along the narrow street with all the stone buildings around made me feel safe and calm, It’s definitely not because of the dark shadow. The cobblestone street and the stone buildings like a small solid box full of history, when looking up the blue sky and white cloud, you know yourself were in a town which stoop up thousands of years and will stand up next thousands of years. 

The area of Toledo is not so big, but for the reason I felt it’s not so small maybe because there are many old buildings in the downtown or maybe we got lost some times. Considering my bad memory, basically I couldn’t recognize the way we were walking last time, so the feeling of a city is big or not just depends on how long time I walked inside of it. But it’s quite a funny thing when I found different details on the same street ever time when we were walking on it. 

When I tried to take a photo for a cat, he ran away very quickly. Perhaps he was a famous star in his world and had too many photos so some kind of hate to do this things. That happened also on a little gray-green lizard and a black bird … so, probably all of animals in this town are famous and good at hide themselves from camera. But except an ant, he was such an loyal follower on my sunglasses, wish he could find his way back home after I set him free.

We also visited several museums and bridges, to be honest, I was half-understood. So the only impressive thing is the structure of bridges and the historical remains themselves, I did not get a good mark with history class. For the church mixed muslim and christian style, it’s kind of crazy for a foreigner like me. Just imagine that now if the traditional religion here is muslim not christian, what they would do or explain with this kind of historical remains. History is written by the winner. 

Today is really a good day and we enjoyed it a lot with laughing and jokes. Grace, thanks a lot for your invitation and I will trust you forever. But I am not so good at writing the building’s structure and materials, so probably this is not so like a traveler’s blog …