“Potro” means “colt” in English, and this statue from 1577 is the namesake of the plaza. This once was a place to buy and sell horses.
Here’s how the plaza looks today.
This is the tall statue further down the plaza.
It’s very weathered, and hard to read the inscription, but Mary thinks it’s Saint Rafael, because he seems to be holding a fish.
Around the same time as the pony statue, the Posada del Potro was built as an inn. Cervantes stayed there, and mentions it in Don Quixote. The building is intact from the Middle Ages, and is now used as a flamenco museum.
As you enter, you pass by the ancient well.
Inside you can see the overall structure, two stories with a courtyard in the center.
The details are gorgeous.
The museum seems very good, though I know so little about flamenco that I’m a poor judge. I did love some of the photos.
Toward the low end the plaza finds the Guadalquivir river, passing by some very inviting restaurants.
We’ll be trying the food at some of these soon, I’m sure. I’m also going to find some great flamenco here. Somehow, so far in our Spain travels we’ve never been to a show.
I think we’ll take today off, though…