DRIVING THE SOUTH COAST TO GRANADA
Trip Start Oct 05, 2009
325Trip End Oct 31, 2013
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Weather: As usual, cool and sunny
Journey: Tarifa, Malaga to Granada- 280kms
We packed quickly and quietly as our host was sleeping when we left Tarifa at 10.00. Our car was parked in a nearby street and we tried a few things with our suitcases so that they would be out of sight when we parked to sightsee along the way, and to stop in Malaga to go to the Picasso Museum. We had some success!
This coast, Costa del Sol of resorts and apartments, on the Mediterranean was over built and by our high beach standards, below average as a beach holiday destination. Apparently this is a popular British spot which was obvious from the multitude of English signs and typical tourists on the streets and shore.
We stopped a few times to walk the beach and check the views; the sand is a dirty brown and many areas are rocky. We were glad we had not planned to stay.
This coast is called Costa del Sol and we noticed signs indicating that this is also the "golf coast" with many golf courses. From above we passed Marbella, Torremolinos and Estepona and were surprised how intense urbanisation was. We did notice a number of serious cyclists peddling the highway.
Our short stop in Malaga, despite the GPS, involved a lot of getting lost in a maze of cobbled streets both in and out but Sheila spotted a parking station where we could park the car and hide the luggage; why so phobic you ask- well, you are warned endlessly when travelling by car in Spain that you only park when your car is empty or when contents are hidden.
The Picasso Museum, our only reason for entering the city was well worth the inconvenience; the building is gorgeous and the paintings are always a joy. Picasso was born in Malaga so this museum is particularly significant and we were happy that we made the effort to see it.
As we drive on, we notice that Spain has many wind farms and a few solar panel fields. After we left Malaga and headed north to Granada olive plantations lined the way and yes olives and olive oil are plentiful and delicious. The distant mountains of Sierra Nevada, Spain's highest were still snow topped and looked magical as we got closer. You can ski there!
Sheila has driven the 280 kms and admits the roads are good but following the GPS, our Tom-Tom is tiring and requires concentration so when we reach Granada and she has to tackle the main road, dug up for a metro system with very weird instructions coming from Tom-Tom she is not impressed.
We do, of course reach our address in one piece, find a street park for our car and contact Blanca our host who comes down to the street to assist us. We move all the luggage upstairs by elevator this time, to floor 6 and into our temporary home for 5 days.
Blanca is lovely- we call her the Almodovar woman- and we like the apartment with its terrace that overlooks the city and the snow capped Sierra Nevada.
We need to stretch so we walk into the city and have a quick look around- everything is quiet on Sunday but Granada has a good feel to it! And we look forward to drowning ourselves in another spectacular Spanish city! Some Spanish olives, ham and red wine and the day is over!