One of the gates surrounding Jerez’s Royal Ecuestrian School
I was recently in Jerez for a few days with some friends from the UK and couldn’t resist taking some pictures of its beautiful doors to share with you!
Jerez is the 25th largest city in Spain, the 5th largest in Andalucía and the largest city in the province of Cadiz.
It is famous for The Royal Andalusian Ecuestrian School of Equestrian Art Foundation. We really enjoyed its famous show, “How the Andalusian Horses Dance”, a fascinating exhibition of horsemanship. Unfortunately, no photos are allowed during the show, but here’s a picture of one of the horses on its way back to the stables.
Here are three doors seen around the beautiful gardens on the grounds of the School.
After the show we had some tapas at a very modern, Michelin recommended restaurante nearby.
We stopped for a glass of famous Jerez wine. The city specialises in sweet and dry sherry. Sweet is my favourite! The dry sherry is very dry indeed.
Jerez has many beautiful traditional Spanish buildings, with stunning doors. Here are a few I saw strolling along its ancient streets.
We stayed at a charming, Modernist style, small hotel in the city centre, Hotel YIT Casa Grande, It must have been the home of a very rich family in the late 19th or early 20th century.
There’s a Cathedral and there are plenty of churches in Jerez. I’ll show you some church doors next week!
Meanwhile, do pop over to Norm’s Blog, #ThursdayDoors host, to join in or to check out other fabulous doors from around the world!
National Poetry Writing Month is a poetry writing challenge to write a poem a day, which takes place every year in April. Follow the link to find out more, be inspired, get daily prompts and meet other poets!
Day 13, poem, Sturdy Pillars was inspired by pictures I took yesterday of the Roman Arch of Triumph in Cordoba, Spain.
Sturdy Pillars
Sturdy pillars rise,
Pierce sky, reaching for heaven.
Necks crane up in awe
To Roman Arch of Triumph,
Proud reminder, ‘We lived here.
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Buildings inspire me, especially ancient ones which remind me of our collective past. Poetry inspired by these monuments is a tribute to the architects, designers, builders, workers, who built these magnificent constructions, which we are fortunate enough to visit, preserve and share as part of our cultural heritage.
Rereading Jane Eyre 