When Toledo Glows

From the hillside parador, I watched as Toledo slowly came alive beneath a cobalt sky. The sun had slipped away, leaving behind a deep blue canopy, and one by one, the city lights flickered on—golden, glowing, magical. The ancient city, bathed in warm light, felt timeless—suspended between history and the present. There was a slight chill, grounding me in the moment, my gaze remained fixed on the spellbinding view. It wasn’t just a photograph—it was an experience of silence, light, and awe. This is how Toledo greets the night.