Casa de Medina Costa de la Luz

After days at sea we had a short stop in Malaga before docking the next day back in Savona. I have decided that I am not crazy about the days at sea. Even though I really enjoyed all the ports, I don't think I would do anther big curise. The fact that there were only small number of people who spoke enlgish on the ship was interesting. So wanted to speak another language .. any lanaugage. Even when I told the Germans I did nto speak Germann they kept talking!

... was when I called my grandparents in Florida. They were hosting my uncle, cousins, and Melanie and that my grandma had to get off the phone so she could put the turkey in the oven. For a moment I felt like I was there with them. Other than that it is sad missing out on such a great day but I took it pretty well. I am enjoying Spain too much to be all that sad. It was fun talking to my grandma. She told me that she saw my belly ...

... of almost 200 of his works

... hacking and coughing going on by a few people in our car, it was a wonderful train trip (we referred to our car as the sick bay).

We spent the next week in the beautiful village of Frigliana, Spain (about 40 miles east of Malaga). We took a bus to the coastal city of Nerja and then a 10 minute bus ride into the hills of Frigiliana. Frigiliana is known as Las Villas de las tres culturas or the city of three cultures ...

... this 5 euro mojito that he wasn’t going to drink. I asked him why he didn’t just ask for her to replace the drink and he told me that it is extremely rare for a bartender to ever replace a drink and that the Spaniards will usually never complain. I told him that I would go tell the bartender that we’d like to exchange the mojito and he was a little surprised. In my mind I was correct, if you don’t like it you ...

... and laughing at the funnyness of where we are.

As we walked past the bars imagine how funny it was to see loads of english couples a little older all sat in a bar watching only fools and horses. I always thought people where kidding when they said they came on holiday like this but is so true. Each to there own is all I can say. Ian is struggling to adjust and keeps saying he wants some spanish food. Lol.

... but give your morale a much needed boost.

We cycled on a few more miles and decided to set up camp in this little oasis where there was loads of green grass (In this part of spain its like a desert. Just cactai, and sand).

At no point did we decide to question why the grass could grow here. Unfortunately we would later find out.

Well, Granada was this weekend. We had to get up and get going at the insane hour of 4:45 am (5:02 for me). Then we headed off with Maya's school to the Alhambra straight away since tickets were all sold out and we had to just go and hope for a miracle that there were enough walk-up extra tickets. There was, and since there was a bit till it was our turn to go in, everyone went back down to the city central and got some breakfast (b/c here it was 10:30 ...

... went into Siesta mode and all the shops closed down. Anyway, we were a bit hungry and for some reason felt like a burger. We walked around for about half an hour before finally finding somewhere that served burgers. The burgers however came out as bright pink pieces of meat. They tasted alright, but it was very hard to get the image of them out of our heads afterwards. To try and work the burgers off, we went for a steep walk up to the Alhambra, an ancient Moorish ...

... water is everywhere. The Palacios Nazaries has the most beautiful Moorish architecture, full of frat work and the most amazing tiles, walls and ceilings....it must have been wonderful to have been king and lived there. Palacios Carlos V is now a ampi-theatre, where concerts still happen to this day. The Alcazaba is the fortress, the most amazing views of the city and the Serria Nevada snow capped mountains. From the remains you ...