We have only had a brief taste of Granada, but you must admit it is very moorish! (Sorry, a dad joke there!) We got my new emergency passport, together with a few well-chosen words about what will happen if I lose this one, then took possession of a seat diesel, made in Spain, and hot-footed it down south to this beautiful city, dominated as it is by the Alhambra - more on this one tomorrow.
The gps worked well, thanks jenny and Phil , except that the pre-arranged meeting spot didn't quite work out. Our b&b host had to come and find us! Oh well, that's what happens when you take bookings from Aussies.
Big day tomorrow, Rhonda wants to get up at 6.30 to buy tickets!
Up at 6.15, reach the Alhambra in the dark at 6.45, 20 people already in the queue! Did they camp overnight? Nevertheless, mission accomplished , entry gained in the time-honoured way. We met a couple from Sydney, he was a recently retired teacher using up the last of his long service leave, so we chatted with them for the hour or so we had to wait, swapping battle stories from our travels. They were spending 8 weeks getting all around Europe staying mostly in youth hostels- not for us, we thought to ourselves!
The Alhambra was magnificent, everything it is purported to be, and more. Definitely to be put on the bucket list.
The photos do most of the talking, but the one thing that got me is how they been able to get water to this site on the top of a hill, a feat they have been achieving since the 900s. Incredible.
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