CAPTIVATED BY CÓRDOBA

One can hear the call of the muezzin, the gong of the cathedral bell, and the chant of the rabbi, almost all at once. The sweet scent of oranges wafts through tree-lined patios; gurgling fountains and chatting travellers make up a comforting din as the bright Spanish sun ricochets off intricate arches and golden walls. Córdoba’s historic centre is a leaf out of a Byzantine storybook, one where Roman bridges, Moorish towers, and hundreds of thousand-year-old buildings come together to create a mosaic of colours, textures, and design—each distinct yet fitting into the theme perfectly.

“Where in Córdoba would you like to go?” We were a bit lost when the English-speaking lady at the tourist desk of the railway station asked us. Like our other trips, we had arrived in Córdoba without a to-do list. So it helped that she had a map and a plan for us—take a bus to the old city, visit the important monuments there, and roam about the place the rest of the time.

And so, here we are,