From Torremejía to Mérida is a straight run of 15 kilometres, along the road at first, but then on old gravel tracks to reach Mérida at the Roman bridge.

Mérida was a party town for the Romans and also a place to retire.  It is full of impressive remains, including the bridge, the circus, the amphitheatre and much more – well worh a visit.



In the midst of all this magnificence, I was staying at the Albergue Municipal.  It is basic, but has everything you need.   It is based in a big old monastery,  which spans part of the river. To find it, simply turn left after you cross the Roman bridge, as you enter the town.

On the recommendation of the hospitalario, I ate at Casa Nano, family run and excellent food and value.

As I am writing this, a kingfisher landed on a branch, just at my windowsill.  He must use this as his fishing platform.  I have never seen one of these gorgeous little birds so close before.  He stayed for a few seconds and then, dived like a flash into the river, for his next catch.  I am going to think of him as a lucky omen for the rest of the journey and the exhibition.

Mérida is the last stop on the first part of the journey.  I will complete the rest of the walk early next year.  I am meeting Gary tomorrow, and we will drive back to Seville and then down to Cadiz.  However, I will continue writing the blog and posting images, especially if I come across anything Tartessian.