Alcalá de Henares was a smaller town. I arrived at 8:30 am and the streets were empty. It was strange. I thought maybe I had been plopped down into a post zombie apocalyptic world. I love the Walking Dead, so zombies come to my mind quickly when I'm alone on the street.
So, Alcalá de Henares is just a 20-30 minute train ride from Madrid.
I visited the house where Cervantes was born and I can't believe that I forgot to take a picture. I was so excited to go in I didn't even stop. Inside we weren't allowed to take pictures...so I didn't.
This sign almost says my birthday. haha It needs to say 1 de marzo! But, it's close enough.
These pictures are from the Archeological museum. It was an excellent museum. It was 4 floors of bones, dishes, jewelry, videos and a ton of information. I liked it a lot.
This is a sabertooth tiger skull! Look at those teeth!
This is the old city wall.
I want to know what bird makes a nest this large!
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