A modern art exhibit in the courtyard of the cathedral
Plaza Mayor in Burgos
Plaza Mayor in Burgos
Plaza Mayor in Burgos
A quaint street in Burgos
Out for dinner!
Rupert having cochinillo for dinner!
One of the buildings lit up at night
Driving to the town of Ibarra
The main plaza
The main plaza
The Basque flag in the main plaza
The main plaza
The fields near the main part of town
The Ibarras in Ibarra
Rupert relaxing in a cafe overlooking the city
Jeny getting a photo of her dad in Ibarra
Walking through the town
Another cute plaza
Checking out the futbol schedule in Ibarra
Gina making friends
Our train for the night train ride
On the night train
The cathedral lit up at night
Plaza Mayor lit up at night
El Cid!
Jeny and Rupert outside a nearby convent
Inside the convent
Inside the convent
Inside the convent
The girls hanging out!
Back in town for some chocolate
Having a picnic in the hotel and watching the Peace Cup on...
Having too much fun!
The Peace Cup
An additional trip that we took while Jason’s family was with us was to the Basque Region. This area can be a little scary at times as this is where the feared ETA group lives. ETA is a Spanish terrorist group that is responsible for planting bombs throughout Spain that targets Civil Guards to show their independence from the rest of the country. It can be a little nerve-wracking at times. In fact four days after we returned from our trip, there was a bombing in Burgos…the town that we stayed in.
The main reason for taking this trip was really to visit the small town of Ibarra, the town where Jason’s family’s name originated. Since Ibarra is such a small city, we planned to stay in the bigger city of Burgos and take a side trip to Ibarra.
Burgos is the capital of the region and is rich with ancient churches and convents. We spent much of our time here touring the cathedral and other churches as well as driving out to visit a beautiful convent in the area. One treat was taking a nighttime train ride throughout the city to see the sites of the town at night.
On Sunday we visited Ibarra so that the family could get a feel for their roots. Unfortunately, on Sunday everything was closed, so we settled for walking through the main part of town, snapping photos and taking videos. We were able to find a café that was open, so we ordered a few drinks and sat on a patio overlooking the town’s main square.
Ibarra is located high in the hills of Northern Spain. The little town itself is nestled at the base of the mountains with a river running through it and small patches of farm area on the outskirts. It really is a serene place, except for a couple of ETA flags hanging in the main square.
It was such a treat for the family to visit Ibarra!