Getting to Huelva
The train to Huelva from Cordoba has come all the way from Madrid and it's arguable that the most interesting part of the journey starts from Cordoba.
The train pulled out in good order and made its way uneventfully to Seville, where, tired by is exertions, it sat at the platform for 20 minutes, gathering its breath before heading back out of the station the way it came.
It then became rather slow... we encountered infrastructure problems which added 30 minutes to the trip.
The single line to Huelva wriggles around and gives extended views over the arid landscape. The towns we passed through were small, interesting-looking and slightly dusty.
RENFE finds it clearly cheaper to have the driver sound his horn every five minutes than to install proper barriers across the very minor roads we ran across.
Its easy to see why the Spanish claimed so much of North America as Mexico. The US states today from Utah to Texas all have rather similar climates,to this part of Spain.
Despite its slowness, I liked the trip. The train was comfy, air conditioned. The traveling companion was in good form.
Huelva probably deserves more space than Im going to give it. We decided to stop there because there is a bus on to our next location, Albufeira.
We got to the hotel, which looked like a 1980s build in the style of the Docklands Development Corporation. Very comfy.
The next thing was to find the bus station! A 10 minute walk later and we were there. Time to retrace our steps and grab some dinner on the way.
