La versión en español está después de la versión en inglés.
I’ll start by saying, it didn’t rain Sunday! Not until around 8:30 at night. There was sunshine for much of the first half of the day. I didn’t get out until the afternoon (not a great morning at home). But I was fine by the afternoon, and it was nice to take a 2+-hour walk without getting rained on.
The Roman Bridge was reopened. So, I got to visit the river again, which was higher and wider than it had been a few days ago. And, with the rain’s return, it will be worse.
It was raining when I woke up this morning, has let up for now, and will apparently be back in force in a few hours. We had appointments for a diabetes clinic at Public Health this morning at 11. I completely forgot, although I had it on my calendar. San Geraldo remembered at 10:51 but said I told him it was at 1. Oh well. If they call again, I’ll beg forgiveness. I get so annoyed with myself when I do things like this. Well, I get annoyed with myself about a lot of things. Let’s just add this to the list.
My walk yesterday took me across the bridge and a bit into the neighborhood on the other side. I wonder if this is where my grandmother was from. She always talked about “the other side.” If so, it looked nothing like I imagined. Honestly though, I don’t think the Roman Bridge takes us to Poland.
It was my first time in that neighborhood outside the city center called Campo de la Verdad-Miraflores (which means “Field of Truth-Look at Flowers”). More on that to come. Imagine living in a field of truth.
Empezaré diciendo que el domingo no llovió. No hasta las 8:30 de la noche. Salió el sol casi toda la primera mitad del día. No salí hasta la tarde (no fue una mañana muy agradable en casa). Pero por la tarde ya estaba bien, y fue agradable dar un paseo de más de dos horas sin que me lloviera.
El Puente Romano volvió a abrir. Así que pude volver a visitar el río, que estaba más alto y ancho que hacía unos días. Y, con el regreso de la lluvia, será peor.
Llovía cuando me desperté esta mañana, ha amainado por ahora y, al parecer, volverá con fuerza en unas horas. Teníamos cita para una clínica de diabetes en Salud Pública esta mañana a las 11. Se me olvidó por completo, aunque la tenía apuntada en la agenda. San Geraldo se acordó a las 10:51, pero dijo que le había dicho que era a la 1. En fin. Si vuelven a llamar, les pediré perdón. Me enfado mucho conmigo misma cuando hago cosas así. Bueno, me enojo conmigo mismo por muchas cosas. Añadamos esto a la lista.
Mi paseo de ayer me llevó a cruzar el puente y adentrarme un poco en el barrio del otro lado. Me pregunto si mi abuela era de aquí. Siempre hablaba del “otro lado”. Si así fuera, no se parecía en nada a lo que imaginaba. Sinceramente, no creo que el Puente Romano nos lleve a Polonia.
Era mi primera vez en ese barrio fuera del centro llamado Campo de la Verdad-Miraflores. Más sobre esto próximamente. Imagina vivir en un campo de verdad.
• Molino de Térrez, árabe, siglos IX-XI, medio sumergido.
• Se utilizó una visión similar hoy en las noticias en línea para ilustrar la inundación de una granja. No es una granja. Es un parque y zona de juegos sumergido situado en el extremo sureste del puente romano.
• El lado suroeste.
• Al otro lado del río. Vista de la Torre de Calahorra con la Mezquita al otro lado.
• Como dicen en Maine, no se puede llegar desde aquí.
• El molino de harina medieval, que estuvo en uso hasta el siglo XX, generalmente se puede alcanzar caminando desde el parque. Aquí la planta baja está completamente sumergida.
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Haga clic en las miniaturas para aumentar el nivel del agua.
Incredible photos!
Rade:
Thanks. I was pleased.
Looks like a great day for a walk.
David:
It was knit cap weather but dry, so wonderful to be out for a while.
Those are some floods. Is this an unusual year? Those places that have a flooded ground floor will be no fun to dry out and fix up.
I hope you feel well now, don’t like to read about bad mornings. Boud
Boud:
Yes, this is an unusual year. But becoming less unusual I suppose.
Glad you were able to get out for a “dry” walk.
As for your missed appointment, one thing I do when I put appointments on my phone calendar is to set an alarm notification for an hour before the time of the visit (reminds me to get out the door). Might help you as a prompt. x Mary
Mary:
I always set notifications on my calendar. But notifications haven’t been working consistently lately and I’ve been going through everything to try to fix it with no success so far.
Horrible flooding. Here’s hoping it soon changes and the city can dry out.
Bob:
We’re onto Storm Nils now.
Such drama! At least this summer, Spain can’t complain of a drought… Jx
Jon:
Feast or famine.
THAT is a lot of water!
Good to see people out and about enjoying the reprieve from the rain.
I am sure the folks at the clinic enjoyed their ‘little break’ from the missed appts.
Jim:
We had actually been phoned and invited to the clinic, and the caller was so excited when I said “yes.” I hope they were very busy and didn’t miss us.
Moving water is mesmerizing, isn’t it? Whether salt or fresh. I wonder if the sound of it reminds us of the sounds of the blood whooshing in our mothers’ veins?
I don’t know about Spain but here doctors and dentists are sending both email and text reminders for appointments. It’s like a bombardment. And yet…I have still forgotten now and then. Subconscious avoidance? Perhaps.
Ms. Moon
Ms. Moon:
Not only do public health and private health usually send reminders, but I have multiple alerts set on my calendar. My alerts aren’t working consistently and I haven’t yet been able to correct the problem. I can never figure out why the centers remind us multiple times of some appointments and don’t remind us at all of others.
That’s a lot of water. Flooding has become a real problem everywhere. The bottom half of our house flooded after Hurricane Harvey. Half the house is on pier and beam, the other half on slab. We got 18″ (we got off easy, many people got 5′ or more in their houses). It turned out OK as that half of the house really needed to be remodeled and is much nicer now.
ellen abbott:
I can’t imagine dealing with that level of disaster.
Flood waters are always so ominous and threatening! I drove slowly across a bridge once where flood waters were right close to the top (police were still letting cars across at that point). It was scary!
Debra:
That WOULD be scary. Until you’re in it, it’s hard to appreciate how quickly it goes from safe to dangerous.
As my dad used to say (for some reason), “Holy crow!”
Judy C:
SG and your father would have understood each other (well, might have).
That’s a lot of water, and some of it looks angry. Stay away! I get annoyed with myself when I mess up something. No one could be harder on me than I am on myself.
Love,
Janie
janiejunebug:
That’s sadly true of many of us!
That is some crazy water. I thought you might show us in the video the source of the accordion music! Was someone busking on the bridge?
I’ve just checked the weather and it looks like things are going to be much better next week!
Steve:
I was going to show the accordion player but then I’d have to tip him and I had already done so the other day. He played that same music continuously and by this time, I was over it. Yes, much, much better next week — in honor of your visit.
That’s some serious looking water!
Kelly:
The first two times we visited Córdoba, the river was hardly a trickle.
It’s probably not warm enough, but you could say that playground has turned into a water park.
Kirk:
Exactly.