Spanish Holy Week At the intersection of Gran Via avenue and Calle Rosario in Salamanca, under the arcades of a bar, I was on a camera screen reviewing photos taken in the past few days. I ordered a glass of rioja, a red wine from the province of the same name. I waited for Milan to show up from somewhere, as at the end of the afternoon a couple of hours ago we each went after our own motives. After an intense travel week we finally reached Salamanca, where we will dedicate 4 days to the pulse of the city