España

"After a whole we came out of the mountains, and there were trees along both sides of the road, and a stream and ripe fields of grain, and the road went on, very white and straight ahead, and then lifted to a little rise, and off on the left was a hill with an old castle, with buildings close around it and a field of grain going right up tot the walls and shifting in the wind. I was up in front with the driver and I turned around. Robert Cohn was asleep, but Bill looked and nodded his head. Then we crossed a wide plain, and there was a big river off on the right shining on the sun from between the line of trees, and away off you could see the plateau of Pamplona rising out of the plain, and the walls of the city, and the great brown cathedral, and the broken skyline of the other churches. In back of the plateau were the mountains, and every way you looked there were other mountains, and ahead the road stretched out white across the plain going toward Plamplona." (p. 99)

This description makes me miss our excursions in Spain more than anything in the world. Traveling though the Spanish countryside, often times I saw sights such as this. So, to me, this just goes to show how well Hemingway was able to accurately and beautifully describe settings. On my way from Ciudad Real to Madrid, I saw many plains and even a river such as the one described. I love that I can imagine me time in Spain and remember the details even better because of the way the author write. In a way, it makes me a little more homesick for Spain. I have some pictures just like those described as well. Throughout the novel, I most enjoyed Hemingway's descriptions of the landscape. This really seemed to help in giving life to the novel, and at times it was better than the plot line.