Yes I’m shatttered and ready for some lunch as we enter Viana. At first, I am impressed that everyone is dressed in white with a red sash or necktie. Paul is the leader and points out the small bullring to our left.
OhOh…I hope its not today. We scramble with difficulty through all the townsfolk who squeeze through Viana, the place where Cesar Borgia is buried….he commissioned Leonardo da Vinci to work for him….I’m impressed. Just outside the cathedral doors in a narrow street that opened up onto a square…we dump our bags at the cafe and hope to be served. Silly girl…you are in the middle of a fiesta..You have to go inside and get it yourself…?
Well watch the video. It was crazy..people everywhere, music from the square, children on shoulders…its a monument to community life. Next to me is a table of well dressed gold Rolex ladies all having tapas. Wow, I feel like staying here….but we have to move on…we miss the bull run thankfully…..