cuenca.

on our way to valencia this past weekend,

we stopped in a little city called cuenca for a few hours.

and let me tell you,

those were some of the cooler hours of my time here in spain!

i became instantly enchanted with cuenca.

cuenca is known for its hanging houses...

and we got to visit a modern art gallery in one of these houses-- so cool!

i was just obsessed with the whole aesthetic of the city-- the color-stained houses against the bright blue skies against the greenery.

we spent the afternoon perusing the city,

drinking schweppes lemon-lime tonic (the tastiest drink ever!),

and encountering old vespas and drunk men giving flamenco concerts.

we were there during siesta,

and the whole sleepy-spanish-town situation really stole my heart.

now do you understand my obsession with cuenca?