This morning we drove northwest out of Madrid and straight into what looked like West Texas. The sky was big and blue, the grass brown, the land flat, and there was a whole lot of nothing between small towns.
Ávila, pronounced ah VEE la, is an hour and a half drive from the city and worth checking out. The old walls have been restored and for 5 Euros you can spend hours wandering around above the city, watching people, looking at the scenery, and listening to the audio tape that comes with your entrance fee.