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Help me Ronda, help help me Ronda!
... and what bad timing for this to happen! I vow I will not travel again without telephone contact with home. Eventually we do get out the door, although it is still raining. We wander around the streets of Ronda which is a lovely lovely place. There are tour groups about, but we manage to avoid them. Paul has been out for a jog this morning and knows there is a great view from the park. Unfortunately, when we get to the park, they ...
Rain in Spain doesn't fall only on the plain
... and is a funny man. He checks us in then we go out to look at Ronda. After a bite to eat we go for a wander.....wow! Loving Ronda. What a beautiful little town and we take a bunch of photos. The new bridge is spectacular at night, but the streets are equally lovely. There are people wandering around and it feels like a very safe place to be. We think Ronda is pretty special, but you be the judge, I'll post some of the photos from ...
The road to Ronda
... the beach without shoes since there are sea urchins. I found one (took a really mediocre picture), and I sure would not want to step on it.
There were a number of dogs on the beach. One that looked like our niece Sara's dog, just sunning herself on the beach like a little princess. There was a man and dog where the man was throwing rocks in the water and the dog was chasing them like a ball. Needless to say, the dog had nothing to ...
Part 2: The Irishman bites the dust
... 8211; listening to the steady sound of the rain dripping from the red tile roof. Roll over and go back to sleep – waken at 8, dawn just breaking and the drip, drip sound of rain now accompanied by the cockadoodling of the rooster, the cooing of the pigeons and doves, and the tolling of the church bell in the distance. A breakfast of warm chocolate croissant and coffee, and we settled down to reading Vanity Fair and staying warm while we waited for the weather to break. ...
Andalucian Cycling: Part 1
... it. Ahh, you might wonder why we are here for a week then? In compensation, it more than delivers on atmosphere - requisite whitewashed stone buildings tightly lining the warren of cobblestoned lanes, pots of red geraniums spilling out of clay pots on window sills clad in wrought iron, black cats sunning themselves on stone ledges, small children kicking soccer balls in the tiny plaza, grandmas dressed in black slowly navigating the lanes with cane in one hand and shopping bag ...