Macia Monasterio Los Basilios
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... records began granada was ruled by many Caliphs, Arabic sultans and dynasties. The Arabic Moslem empire once stretched right up into the North of Spain. The various Christian groups settle their differences, joined together and steadily drove the Arabs out of Spain. Granada was the last stronghold and finally succumbed to Island and Ferdinand the Catholic monarchs in 1492. Tickets for Alhambra are not so easy to get, they were all sold out. So we ...
... is ancient, but our room is comfortable with beautiful views of the near-by Alhambra, which will occupy most of our day tomorrow.
We ended the day with a delicious shared seafood paella preceded by an unusual salad composed of watercress, marinated mushrooms, Parmesan cheese, figs and surprisingly, corn. Mugs of local beer for three of us and white wine for Lana completed the meal. It marked the end of a good day. ...
... stayed in one of these homes, beautifully restored by our Spanish-American hosts, Lindley and Ignacio. (Coincidentally Lindley is a University of Vermont alumna.) Every few blocks we found a small plaza where residents gathered to drink coffee or wine and eat tapas; often someone would be playing an acoustic guitar, Spanish style. There was a great sense of community and la familia. There were families with little kids, grandparents, young couples, and gaggles of friends all ...
... absolutely superb. Back onthe bikes and lost again. Firstly from each other and then from our course. The bike hire guy said the GPS would be useless. We scoffed. He was right.. Finally we found our way back inland heading for Granada. The road climbed back up the mountains the 1500 meters. Along the way we wound our way through the mountains and passes that have been defeated by man sine he applied his engineering prowess to the task of making ...
... the hostel was fully booked for the night (this is what you call hostel loyalty - or a cult). So as we sprinted down the cobbles this morning - late for the train again - our backpacks providing good momentum, as we employed the by now familiar tap dance to avoid the minefield of dog poo on the streets (these grenades are Granada's true namesake, I'm sure), I was really only interested in one thing: "So Claua, when are we coming back?" ...