Dear future hubster,
you need to experience end of the night and break of the dawn on the meseta. You need to see what starry skies really mean, far from all city lights, in the middle of undisturbed nothing; you need to feel the deep and tangible silence.
Keep walking west; as the sun rises behind you, the morning golden hour will see you arriving to Hontanas - I will be waiting for you there, where café con leche is hot, pigs are stinky and life is good.