
The first step feels completely ordinary. Just a few metres later, more than a hundred metres of empty space open beneath your feet, and a narrow wooden walkway clinging to sheer cliffs becomes the only link between the two sides of the canyon.

Some places seem as if they were created from a painter’s imagination rather than from history. Towns whose streets look like film sets, whose walls guard centuries of stories, and where every corner appears to be a perfect photograph. One such place lies in the heart of Spain, far from the crowds of Barcelona, Madrid, and Seville. Its name is Albarracín.