This was a great town and one that we will DEFINITELY visit again when we have more time. The town itself is much bigger than the other places we'd been so we were able to get some lunch. I'm not sure if I've mentioned up to now that Roger is completely addicted to the Spanish cured ham... He eats it at almost every meal. Of course he had a sandwich with ham. Anyway, the big thing Ronda is famous for is its bridge. It spans a HUGE ravine - 360 feet down and 200 feet across - and was built before 1800. It definitely can cause a bit of vertigo when you look over the edge. We even drove outside of the town to try to find a vantage point so we could get a good picture of it from a distance. We didn't find a great one, but we did find a bunch of kids climbing up and belaying down an old tower. They asked us if we wanted to try but we decided we'd better move along.
From Ronda, we drove on toward Arcos de la Frontera, but it was getting dark so we decided to do it the next day and head directly into Jerez de la Frontera. We figured we'd get into town in plenty of time to do a little walking around and check it out. Well... an hour later, we found the hotel. What a nightmare! All of the maps we had showed a very easy way to get to our hotel, but unfortunately none of them showed the one-way streets
. Poor Roger ended up driving through tiny alleys and pedestrian areas before we finally figured it out. We both kept cool (Amazing Race here we come!) but it wasn't fun at all. When we finally arrived at the hotel, it was nice but we were so ready to just go eat and go to bed that it didn't matter. I was so fried that when we left the hotel, I turned left instead of right and we had walked a good 15 minutes before we realized that this didn't seem right. Honestly - we couldn't catch a break. By the time we got into the town (about an hour later) neither of us cared what we ate. We passed a Domino's and actually considered going in but we kept on and found a place to have a few tapas. It could have been the best meal ever but we weren't in the mood to enjoy it. We headed back to the hotel and found it on the first try! It was nice to just go to sleep...
Well, we intended to leave sort of early, but it just didn't happen that way. By the time we had breakfast and a quick walk around the hotel, we didn't leave until almost 10:30. Thankfully the sun was shining so we headed straight toward the pueblos blancos. The road was good, but extremely curvy! Very quickly we were awed by the views of the mountains with little white villages clinging on to the sides. Caseras was one of the first places we saw and it was just crazy. It seemed to be hanging over the edge of a huge ravine. A few switchbacks later, we were in the town. I wasn't ttoo excited about driving in a town that has streets barely big enough for the car, so we worked our way back out and on to Gaucin. We found a place to park before crashing into a wall and we wandered around a bit. The towns generally are very quiet but this was Andalucia Day so even the few things that there are to do were closed. Oh well, we didn't come here for the entertainment! We would love to come back and spend a day just getting lost on these tiny crooked streets. We stopped in a few other small towns and took pictures of even more as we drove by, but the place we spent the most time was Ronda