I’m interrupting my usual sequential travel stories to tell you about Posada de Palacios in Sanlucar de Barrameda, Spain. We arrived yesterday and it was like letting four kids loose in the Spook Fun House at the County Fair. Or even more accurate four innocents in a Sify hoar film in the making, where we go hide in the graveyard while the ax murderer runs havoc in the palace.

We enter  thru a giant wooden door, we are buzzed in by the surely Anna. She commands the front desk, and soon disappears. She asks for no payment, no credit card, no nothing, she gives us keys.  We are the only guests in a palace that must have entertained hundreds. We are placed in rooms very far apart. The night takes on a life of it’s own. We use our iphone flashlights to explore amazing hallways and tunnels, empty closets, bedroom after bedroom.  We sit on one of the many plazas in the dark sipping refreshment, we dance in a giant dark ballroom. The palace is fully furnished with period antiques. I’m not sure what period but all is authentic. What a crazy place. We sleep and wake to downpour rain. What adventure awaits us in the light?