Roman Bridge, Cordoba

"The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn."
David Russell

Cordoba calls, and a fast train from Santa Justa station gets us there in 45 minutes. An easy downhill walk through the park that is the boulevard to the old city takes us to the Alcazar of Cordoba. The gardens are a relaxing introduction to the city, before a stroll across the imposing bridge, originally Roman but upgraded many times since apparently - still looks good to me with the Cathedral across the other side of the Guadalquivir.
The narrow streets of the old Jewish quarter are a fascinating maze and we found a great little restaurant for lunch up a narrow alleyway. More influences from across the straits with a Venison Tagine for lunch. We were the only ones eating this early, spot the tourists, but the food was really good.
I'd been recommended to save the Cathedral for the afternoon - what a showstopper. Originally believed to have been a Christian church before a mosque was built by the Caliphs who ruled Al Andalus until the thirteenth century, when it returned to Christian control and was consecrated as a Christian Cathedral. The interior is amazing, with a mixture of Moorish and Renaissance architecture.
Our return walk through the city takes a detour through Juderia en route to the gateway through the wall and back through the gardens to the station.
The bakery owners back in Seville are used to our visits by now and give us a warm welcome as we get a variety of pastries for breakfast. More "Bananagrams" to settle down for the evening and unwind after another day pounding the streets. Heisenberg is just indecisive.