Here we find the impression of an operatic stage of the cathedrals, the architectural symphony of open space, open sky, open atmosphere. The sensation provoked here observes this confluence of the material and the intangible is one of humility before the magnitude of architectural art. Also of admiration for those who raised these buildings from effort and intellect, from faith and constancy. It’s always disconcerting to think that six centuries ago, sandstone was turned into a heritage of inconceivable dimensions.

The “Mocha” Tower is a weightless gaze over the Tormes. The river is situated in the interval between the bridges, between two times: the arrival of modernity with the so-called Enrique Esteban, and the Roman, origin of the recognized and common canvas of the riverbank. The islands covered with bulrushes, willows, and reeds give the touch of vital color. There, the song of nightingales and herons awaits the walker.

The horizon line, where buildings deform it, reveals its profile of mountains on clear days, with the Peña de Francia nuanced by mists. Between city and distances, the cereal steppes and the holm oak dehesas in the distance. The Charro countryside begins towards the south.