Cordoba

Cordoba, Cordoba, rah rah rah!

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Okay, that’s definitely the wrong country, but for whatever reason, that is always what comes into my head when I think of Cordoba.

Cordoba is a gorgeous city in Andalusia, and the home of the Mosque-Cathedral of Cordoba. Despite identifying as Catholic myself, I don’t particularly love that this beautiful mosque is indeed used as a Catholic church in this day and age. Yes, it was the site originally of a Christian church before the great Mosque was built in 784. I won’t give you entire history schpeel here, but regardless of how the history of it has all played out, I still think it should be utilized as a mosque. Not that it matters what I think, the Catholic Church is not giving it up, ha.

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I really wanted my kiddos to see the Mosque-Cathedral of Cordoba. It’s one of the grandest places I’ve ever been, and I really just find the whole building and experience to be majestic and humbling.

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Of course the babies won’t remember any of it at all, and the big kids may only retain vague memories in the long run if anything at all, but it still matters. To me, it matters. For them to have experiences that make them realize that the world is so much bigger than them; that history and cultures are deep and intertwining and beautiful and heartbreaking and worth being knowledgeable of. It matters.

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They’ll have photos and the next time they’re watching Rick Steves and see him wandering about Cordoba, they’ll be able to say, “I was there! I saw the elephant tusk on the ceiling!”

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And maybe one day one of my kiddos will develop a love for history. Or maybe a passions for different cultures. Or maybe they’ll just enjoy experiences that take them outside of their comfort zones, and travelling the world in order to enjoy and learn about things they can’t find in their own backyard.

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Segovia

Walt Disney got his inspiration for Cinderella’s castle from the castle in Segovia. And it’s not surprise as it’s beautiful and picturesque, and just the sort of castle you’d expect to see in a fairytale.

We took a day trip to Segovia from Madrid, which was a one hour straight shot bus ride, and it was totally worth it.

It’s a gorgeous town with its fairy tale castle and famous aqueduct.

Can you see all of those birds flying? Sweet M was in heaven!

This is what you get when your husband tells you to sit on a wall with a baby strapped to your back and wiley toddler in your arms, and the knowledge that if you fall off the back you will likely plummet to your death.

It also has a gorgeous cathedral if that’s your thing (its my thing, but with small children it’s less my thing…)

It has winding little cobblestone streets and musicians tucked away in doorways. The food is delicious and the people friendly. The town isn’t remotely as big as Madrid so you can trek the whole thing in no time and still have energy to spare (thank God. 4 kids is kind of exhausting all on its own.)