Saturday, January 29, 2011

Córdoba

Yesterday's excursion to historic Córdoba, a few hours north of Sevilla, was enlightening and eye-opening. Córdoba was once one of the most important cities (along with Damasco, Baghdad and Constantinople), as it was the capital of the Muslim world from the 8th to the 11th century. When the Muslim tribes invaded Spain in 711, they built a beautiful Mezquita Mayor ("main mosque") in their capital city.

The mosque is truly unique - the original had 1013 columns and, as you can see on the left, superimposed arches alternating between brick and rock. Most of the columns were extracted from various Roman sites, so they date back to the first century. In its original state, you would have been able to see from one corner to the other and walk through a forest of red and white arches. But that perspective has now been interrupted, as only 800 of the outer columns remain to complement a Catholic cathedral built right in the center.

Today this mosque, a forest of candycane arches, functions as a Catholic cathedral (though most still refer to it as the Córdoba Mezquita). In the 13th century King Fernando III of Castilla and his troops invaded, reconquered Córdoba for the Christians, and expelled the greater part of the Muslim and Jewish community to ghettos. Shunned from their homeland, many Muslim and Jewish aristocrats and thinkers emigrated to places like Granada or Northern Africa, leaving most of the poorer community to live in ghettos and provide labor for the Christian king (i.e. destroy their mosques and build cathedrals on top of the ruins).

Below you can see part of the Baroque cathedral of Córdoba, built in the 16th century, with the red arches of the mosque in the background. While it is an amazing building, I must say that it was quite a shock to see such ornate Christian architecture alongside the simplicity of the mosque's red and white arches. But maybe that is why it is such a cool place - the mixture of architecture is indicative of a greater mixture of cultures as Spain passed from Muslim hands into its long Catholic reign.


There is a neat anecdote our tour guide told us that shows the irony. The story goes like this: After the reconquest of Córdoba, the bishop wanted to build a cathedral directly where the mosque stood, but the people of the town rejected it, insisting that this mosque was something unique from the Muslim reign that should be indelibly left untouched. The bishop went directly to King Carlos V, who immediately approved the destruction of the mosque, thinking it was like every other of the 300 mosques the Catholics had destroyed in Córdoba following the reconquest. Then, Carlos V and his queen wed in Sevilla, and took their honeymoon in Córdoba so he could see the wondrous cathedral being constructed in his name. When he saw it, he uttered some words that are still very famous in Spain to this day. He said that if he had seen what they wanted to destroy to build this cathedral, he would not have approved its construction - 'you have destroyed something very unique to build something that, while undoubtedly magnificent, could have easily been constructed in another place.'

So that is the legacy of the Córdoba mosque-cathedral. The irony is, although the cathedral in the center stands as a symbol of conquest and domination, the construction of the cathedral is also probably the only reason that the mosque still stands today. It both destroyed and conserved the mosque for future generations. I for one am glad it did not end up like one of those 300 other mosques...

Saturday, January 22, 2011

"Operation Flannel and Carhartts to Suave Spanish Style"

hello family and friends - i would like to clarify that this quote comes from mr. kurthager himself (i very much like him any way he dresses). but now that we are in spain, he has set out to get some spanish clothing. we are trying to take advantage of the rebajas (sales) in every store window, and today we had a very successful day finding the good deals. we both bought some nice new (comfortable) shoes, as our feet are starting to hurt from all the walking. they are pretty chic, i must say. then we took our imminent trip to zara and kurt got some great slimfit collared shirts - pictures coming, promise! - that look GREAT on him. we ended the day with kurt getting a new messenger bag, as the $25 one he ordered on expedited shipping for $20 extra (i know, right?) arrived right after our plane left minneapolis. and, in case you were wondering, kurt's scarf count is officially up to 4, so that's fun!

my host family is pretty amazing. they are a retired couple, josé and dolores, with three adult children, two of which have lunch with me at the house during the week. maria at 29 is closest to my age, and has a 6-month old daughter that is at the house while she works. so i have my dose of small children and grandparents that i don't get on the college campus! my host-grandpa is the best - he wants to be like my dad so much that he set the table and tried to cook lunch today while dolores was gone. so precious. he always asks me to go on walks and shows me around the city. but he doesn't believe i can walk as far as him so we are going to have a little competition this week and see who stops first. now that i have my comfy shoes, i am sure to win!

results later.

Monday, January 17, 2011

Many adventures later, I arrived safely in Sevilla

Highlights, post-Germany:

- we never would have found our hostel in Madrid unless we had met a red-headed British man (whom we fondly named Richard) who happened to live in a flat nearby
- we learned how to eat tapas the real Madrid way with Fernando, a family friend and former foreign exchange student in my cousin's house
- a day-trip (on the fast-train!) to Segovia to see the ancient Roman aqueduct
- 4 days in Granada (oops actually 5 because we got our dates wrong for the last four months, thinking our program started a day earlier), during which we met many international travelers staying at our hostel. The most memorable one was an Aussie named Dave (read: Dive) that cannot speak a word of Spanish whom was somehow dating our hostel owner Lidia that could not speak a word of English. Nice.
- many free tapas in Granada, as every time you order a drink you receive a free tapa (a great way to get dinner for under 4 euro)
- a marvelous rendezvous with high school friends in Granada, both of which I hadn't seen since graduation
- a trip to the Arab baths, in which you soak in pools of many different temperatures and receive a wonderful massage (and we could justify spending the money because we got it for 2 for the price of 1!)
- after hiking for the afternoon in the hills above Granada, we stumbled upon a gourmet Spanish BBQ and tapas restaurant that overlooked the whole city - since we had arrived too late for lunch, we returned the next day for one of the best lunches of our lives!

After a wonderful 12 days of travel, a week of which was in Spain, I have arrived in my new home city of Sevilla. The red-eyed travelers on my program, many of which had had flights canceled in Madrid, forcing them to journey here on the four-hour train ride, add up to close to 200. We are separated into 10 different orientation groups. Here we go! Orientate me!

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Spätzle

Hallo from Deutchland!

Fresh off almost 14 hours of plane travel, we arrived in the beautiful city of Stuttgart, Germany. We ate lunch at the Panorama Cafe, which is on the top of the tallest tower in all the land - and victim to 60 mph winds that day...After an afternoon exploring the city we drove to Ebhausen where Lisa and the Ensslen family live. It is a quaint village right at the edge of the Black Forest, and the home of many memories made these last few days. It was very special to be in Lisa's house after having her live with us in California.

Every food we ate was very good. We ate lots of good breads and cheese and - of course - many types of German sausage! Our favorite food was spätzle. Lisa has made it many times, and we ate it almost every day. It is a type of German pasta that you make from scratch by combining flour, egg, and salt, putting through a spätzle maker and boiling in hot water. Perhaps the most memorable part of the weekend was when Lisa's father, who has never made spätzle before, made a new German food creation with the new, modern 'Spätzle Shaker', the magical tool that allows everyone, even Americans, to make this fabulous dish! He excitedly told me, 'Sarah, zis is first time I make spätzle too!' Unfortunately, it did not go as planned - so we fried it and added cheese, which formed a sort of German mac 'n' cheese that all but Lisa ate (the stubborn girl). This is what happens with Lisa's mom leaves the house for dinner...

We enjoyed exploring the surrounding area, seeing the neighboring villages, and walking for two hours in the rain today to get lunch at the top of a mountain - many memories were made in this country! After a wonderful four days in Germany, we say goodbye and leave on the plane for Madrid tomorrow morning for our next adventure with the hopes that Lisa will come see us soon. More later!