Hotel Los Castanos
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... white hill villages.
Our next stop, perhaps the most stunning on our trip so far, was Zahara. The area is beautiful, and once you start the climb up toward the town, the vistas are more than spectacular! The remains of a Moorish castle stands guard over the turquoise water and valleys below.
Ascending the streets, we found a little tapas bar in the center of town where Barry ordered the Codillo en salsa -- a specialty, ...
Leaving the coastline of the Mediterranean, we gained altitude rather quickly. The views were beautiful -- and admittedly, it was nice to be out of the large city! We wound our way up the mountain road, and in no time we were coming into Ronda. Like Granada, Ronda has an old city and a new city. The old city streets are very small, windy, and not really designed for the automobile! Finding parking in these small towns can be challenging to ...
... faith who refused the demand to either convert to Christianity or depart from the Iberian Peninsula. Later, during the Spanish Civil War, it is said that some Fascist sympathizers were thrown from the top of the cliff where the town is perched. The later event is thought to be the source of inspiration for a similar, fictional story by Ernest Hemingway in "For Whom the Bell Tolls." ...
... old churches, walking through old neighbourhoods, marvelled at the decorative blue & white tiles that were on the outside of many of the buildings and generally enjoyed the sunshine.
After two days in Porto, we headed down to Lisbon. I remember, as a child, that my father used to recite an address in Lisbon and tell us that was where his great-grandfather had lived before he left Portugal. But no-one had bothered to remember it or write it down, ...
... rocks which us four legged creatures have no need of?
So now all the hails and farewells had been delivered to the old world of the Maxwell House. My nose was firmly pointing south into the beckoning breezes of the new world which lay beyond the sound of the chatter of the long tailed squatters of the Rock of Gibraltar.
Thank you for your readings.
Love and licks
Max x ...