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... lady who runs it doesn't speak English but she was nice enough and was able to give us information leaflets about the village and the surrounding area including ideas for walks to neighbouring villages. The wifi signal didn't work in our room but if needed we could have tried to get it down in the communal area in reception. I actually ended up regretting not booking an extra night there instead of our following one in Malaga.
... Then after a couple of kilometres more, the hillside steepens and there are a few minor streams and areas of rockfall to cross - plus one patch of hard ice, which I can negotiate with only a little difficulty.
Then I'm approaching a large bright red signboard. It looks promising - a chance, perhaps, to find out how much further I've got to go and, if there's another map, to refresh my memory of the route. Nothing of the sort! The signs simply point to ...
This morning we went for a walk to visit the village just down the hill here called Beas de Granada. We went there the first day we arrived here, just to get some groceries , but did not look around very much. It was the middle of the day, warm and we were lugging a bag full with stuff each. The return walk back also means walking back up the steep hill with our bags full.Not a good idea. We promised ourselves a return visit later on.
The village itself is not very big but is ...
... and nobody except the farm dogs seems to take any objection to pedestrians. Once again, the weather is brilliant - clear and sunny, but not too hot.
Beyond the farms, the track steepens and then I cut off a corner by using a path which is even steeper. It's here that I encounter the first cyclists of the day, one of whom is pedalling strenuously up the track - but his companion has already had to dismount and push. Me? I wouldn't be able to get ...
... buses A LOT in Granada). At this point, the village of Quentar was as enticing as ever, as desirable as an ice cold glass of water on a scorching day, for we were hankering for an escape from yet another big city, which we were beginning to grow weary of. We did the 33 bus simply, but because of the time change, we missed the 1:30 PM bus to Quentar - drats! - and since it was a Sunday - double drats! - the next bus wasn´t until 6:30 ...
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