Cuenca is famous, worldwide, for its Hanging Houses. Casas Colgadas, in Spanish. To tell you the truth, the first time we came to Cuenca it was snowing and I don’t even remember seeing them, although I’m sure we did. This time, I embarked on a lonely walk to go see them instead of having lunch, and I was slightly disappointed.
Yes, they’re lovely, but….nothing of what, as we say in Italian. My mind was not blown, there was no “oooh” of appreciation, the photos are not spectacular.
Anyway, here they are.
Oh, a word of warning for tourists that want to go visit them: there is a racket of men that pretend they only want to show you around out of the pure goodness of their hearts, but in the end they want money. And won’t let you go until you’ve given it to them.