To the west of Spain, in means of the triangle that forms the peninsular cities of Madrid, Lisbon and Seville, is Cáceres, a small than 100,000 inhabitants little more rebosante university city of of history and culture. Capìtal of one of the two provinces that conform the Independent Community of Extremadura, Cáceres was Roman city, visigoda, Muslim and Christian.
To define to Cáceres is a difficult task, more considering than we are customary to put last names to him to the tourist cities in monument form - Alhambra of Granada, Eiffel Tower of Paris, Red Seat of Moscow... -. Perhaps Cáceres does not count on any emblematic monument that it has made him be more in the Mount Olympus of the large cities known the world, but resides its beauty there, its capacity to surprise the traveller who approaches this frontier city.
To transfer the walls of the century XII that left the Muslims us is to submerge in a universe of sensations where the traveller does not know where to watch; This way a palace, further on a church, to the left a shield, in high a tower... The old helmet was anchored in the time thanks to be less in one of the developed regions of Spain, as well as by its marginal position with respect to the rest of the city - what allowed it to have left safe from the speculation of the ground and to the perpetuación of the property into the hands of the great noble.
All these factors have varied minimumly the appearance of a nucleus that still surprises own and strange. The stones of granite and slate tell histories of horsemen, fates and excursions, loves us of ladies... Ovandos, Ulloas, Golfines, Yearling calves, Blázquez. All of them arrived from northern earth in the dawn of medievo and forged with internal fights happening of a city that appears like one of most fascinating of the Old Continent.
Not in vain, the Council of Europe considered like the Third European Monumental Set and UNESCO Patrimony of the Humanity in 1986. The visit can be begun in the Arc of the Star, opened to the peculiar Greater Seat, witness of markets, fairs, celebrations and matches. Nothing else to cross under this door of century XVIII and after walking meters, we will arrive at the seat of Santa Maria, authentic neuralgic center of the Monumental City.