These days my biological clock has been working almost perfectly. Every day I woke up a few minutes before my alarm clock went off. Yesterday I woke up just one minute before the time I set to start the day, and this morning, even though I set my alarm for 8 am, I woke up five minutes earlier. We were joking with my roommate that I had during this weekend that I was too early. My clock broke hahaha, but we had a good reason to get out of bed. We escaped from the hotel before breakfast to see a viaduct that we only saw from afar.
We saw it while crossing the Viaducto Nuevo de Teruel, the one you see in this photo. As its name says, it is the new viaduct; it was built in 1994. We have passed by here several times since Friday evening, but we were more impressed by the old one, which is just a pedestrian viaduct, than the new one, which can also be used by vehicles.
With the group we were staying with at the hotel, we made organized visits to other places in the town of Teruel and to be honest, the weekend was pretty intense already... we just needed to have our breakfast, get ready, and head home. However, our plan was to escape from the hotel, walk to the viaduct and be back before the others would start with the breakfast. That is how it happened; this viaduct was quite close, a ten-minute easy walk and we were back right on time.
When we turned left to get to the old viaduct we saw a monument to a Spanish civil engineer, industrialist and politician from this town - José Torán. But what I can't skip is bringing these Lady Statues with jars into my posts. 😁
It wasn't her tears that we saw on her dress; it was just the drizzle.
So, here starts the old viaduct, Viaducto de Fernando Hué. There was a painted bench which reminded me of the painted benches I saw in the city of Zaragoza.
The arrow showed us the direction - there is the viaduct, that is why you are here, just focus and skip the bench.
Sunday early morning, two degrees Celsius, drizzle and a bit of wind. A perfect combination for someone who already started having a cold. 🤒 I have a sore throat that got worse during the day and the five-hour journey back home.
The railing had interesting details in it. It is monumental in character with the crowned coats of arms of different parts of Spain and Teruel. I think that the star and the bull have a special meaning to this town.
When we crossed the viaduct, we saw another bull (must be a good sign 🤞). It is a sculpture named Monumento a la vaquilla. We can see a bull, an angel, a star... what it could mean I had no idea but there were some plaques that explained these were the signs of a traditional celebration of Teruel, that dates back to 1679. They are actually the symbols of the foundation of the city.
The plaques with the explanation...
From this spot, by the monument, we could appreciate a nice view of the old viaduct with its huge arches. It was built almost a century ago - and how pretty it is!
As this was a secret plan and escape (okay, not that secret because no one would scold us for being here) at one moment we had to go back. We walked back the same way, crossing this tall viaduct, unfortunately seeing just grey skies as a view and clouds that brought that rain later mixed with snow.
There, in the middle of the viaduct, I took a photo of my roommate and partner in this Sunday morning crime. 😆
