If you want to know the way ask a policeman

Segovia

Weather:  Building to high pressure around the midriff.

Should have figured this out before cycling into Segovia.  The famous Roman aqueduct was only 1 storey high when we rode under it from our campsite but it has 2 storeys of arches in the main square.  Lots of freewheeling into town with that niggling feeling that it was going to be a tough ride back.  Very clever those Romans, didnt use any mortar making those arches just clever angles.

The city is well worth a visit.  We were a bit cathedralled out so just admired the fancy Gothic twirls from the outside. 

  Then we wandered up to the Palace and for some reason foreigners were being given free entry on production of ID.  (PS just found out from the guidebook that it is free to EU citizens on a Tues pm) I’m like the Queen when on holiday, no money so no purse and all I could find was a receipt from the gym for suspension of my membership but by the time I had turned out every pocket the ticket guy gave up and let us both in.  Perhaps the truth of the matter is that David doesn’t trust me not to lose valuables when on hol.  Not sure that Prince Phillip takes the same approach.  Anyway, it was worth the effort to get in.

Then we hung about trying a little wine and tapas, until we could follow another of Silvia’s recommendations.  Roast suckling pig.  As a taster we were given a dish of cubes of fried pork fat, so we had an idea we were in for a meat feast.  The main dish was a quarter of a piglet each with no accompaniments, although to the waiter’s disbelief we ordered a salad.  It was delicious but seeing the pig’s trotters was a challenge even for us meat eaters!

So it was just as well that we had to cycle back up hill in an effort to bring our cholesterol levels back down.  It should have been a real air punch moment to finally arrive back but the moment was spoilt by the fact we were locked out of the campsite.  Fortunately boy scout David found the bell and they let us back in.

On our way out of Segovia we tried to find a supermarket and ended up asking a policeman at a petrol station.  David duly forged a bond by flashing his police badge (sorry kids – very cringe I know) and the policeman insisted on giving us an escort to the supermarket!

Whereas these policeman were investigating a very serious incident at the wine shop judging by how long they were in there