I am wrapped in the white silk sheet admiring the view of Zaragoza. I can’t help but joke about the last two syllables in the city's name. And what a city!

It was new for me to ride a train, which I thought would be indifferent and martyrdom for pregnant people, but my expectations for the big metal cabin with hard seats gave way to a hotel cabin with TV and all it has. Right. I was grateful for not having to suffer many bumps, thank God!

I keep watching the city surrounded by castles, a significant river on the edge of the town rich in history, the culture, and...