Granada here we come
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May 15th, 2007 – by: Maureenie
At least after having been through all the confusion of getting to the hotel from the train we knew how to get to a much, much closer stop. It took a while for it to come, though. Iâ€™ve been spoiled with the efficiency of the tube. Weâ€™d missed the one we were trying to catch, though, since we stayed for breakfast too long, and had to wait half an hour in the morning heat to catch the next one.
The local train to Malaga (which I learned was not Mah-LAH-ga, but MAH-luh-ga) took a LOT longer than we thought it would since we had to wait so long just to get on it, and since generally Spanish people donâ€™t seem too worried about getting anywhere by any certain.
On the bus, I ate Hit biscuits and Maltesers (again, British by association), and slept.
As the bus rolled into Granada, Josh and I tried to figure out which street we were supposed to get off at... and, again, everything was very confusing. We passed the place I thought we were supposed to get off at, got off at the next stop, and tried to use the little map weâ€™d picked up for free at the Malaga train station to find our way.
Then we continued to get super lost trying to find the hostel. I was really grumpy. I was kind of grumpy a lot on this trip. I was especially grumpy when we got lost on the way somewhere... because we didnâ€™t have much time and all. ANYWAY, we found the right main road to follow, but there were all these little tiny roads we had to take, most of which were unmarked.
SOOOOO, ta dum ta dum, we finally came across the hostel on this RANDOM little road. The hostel was super random. It looked like some kind of hippie commune. There was this courtyard hangout type place in the middle with hammocks in it. In the corner was a communal kitchen (pots, pans and all), and on the right were a handful of rooms without doors.
Then we spent the rest of the day in hanging out in Granada. We could see some wonderful views of the outside of the Alhambra from outside our hostel. We first wandered down this street that spilled down into the center of the city with a lot of shops on it... filled with lots of dyed cloth, incense, beaded sandals, dresses, scarves, ceramics,... lots of handmade things.
The street lead us to the main drag, which had a lot of shops and restaurants on it went down by the bank of a small stream and followed it until we can to a small plaza down the hill from the Alhambra.
Around the bend there was a hill that we then walked up to try to find a good lookout point. From there we could snow on some mountains in the distance, which we later realized were the Sierra Madre mountains. There were a handful of people up here hanging out and enjoying the view, too. Beautiful. It was REALLY dusty up there are my shoes and legs got all dirty. I was worried all day about getting a bloody nose, but didnâ€™t get one. We had sandwich things called â€śbocadillos,â€ť which was basically some meat in a hard sandwich bun.. and orange juice. There was a quote on the wall outside that said something about being immortal versus being infinite.
We went to explore the area behind this where there were a lot of twisty roads lined with stone walls that had spray-painted murals on them. Then we just walked and walked... we found some stuff on the list of â€śthings you should probably check out in Granada,â€ť like some old church behind the hill, then the University of Granada, and some government-y building I donâ€™t think we were supposed to go into.
Then we went on an EXTREMELY long walk to try to find the cave people. We heard that there were a bunch of caves carved into the sides of the mountains in Granada, and we went up these long, winding neighborhood roads to try to find them. We didnâ€™t really find them, and we went so far up this road that we couldnâ€™t catch the bus anymore, and had to walk all the way back to the city.
By the time we finally trekked back to the city the sun had started to go down. We walked around in the city a bit more, and then settled in for dinner by some plaza in the middle of everything... we had bullâ€™s tail, which is supposedly a delicacy in Spain. The meat was very, very fatty, but the actual meat itself was delicious. Random, right? We had to hustle with dinner though, because we were trying to go see.
Then we went to the coolest lookout ever. You could see the whole city. Everyone was hanging out there. This is one of my favorite memories from the whole trip to Spain. The Alhambra was all lit up in the distance. There were more people were playing music up there. The whole city was sprinkled with music. We sat with a bunch of other soul-searching college students on spring break, listening to the guys jamming and watching the hippie dancing.
Then on to bed with the usual drunk interruptions and snoring to prepare for an equally full day of walking around in non-supportive shoes. I was grumpy as hell today, but despite the heat and the dust and the roads that are impossible to walk on comfortably, Granada is already a truly wonderful and inspiring place to me.
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