Andalucía parte cuatro: Granada
Granada Travel Blog› entry 28 of 29 › view all entries
¨I know, we lead such hard lives, don´t we?¨my friend Shannon sassed back to me after I complained to her about how tired I was from basking in the hot Mediterranean sun for the last few days. Touché, my friend.
In Granada, the three of us met up with my friend Hilary who was studying in Madrid for the semester. She was a welcomed guest, as I knew she would get along with my other travel buddies. The company really does make the trip- something to keep in mind for anyone planning their travels...
Our hostel in Granada was pretty cool as well. It was a typical backpacker's place with free internet, a kitchen at our disposal, and eight bunk beds per room.
On our first full day, we decided to take a walking tour that I found in my guidebook around the city. It took us past some cool places, like mosques, cathedrals, arab baths and an awesome lookout point with views of the Alhambra and the snow-covered mountains of the Sierra Nevada in the background (even though it was boiling hot). It was a bit of a workout too, as we had to walk in hilly neighborhoods and got off-track a few times too.
So we just hung out in the hostel that night and went up to our room to get ready for bed, only to be greeted by our five drunken Italian male roommates.
At the Alhambra, we arrived with plenty of time just to make sure we wouldn't miss our appointment and be denied access to some parts(as experienced, unfortunately, by my family when they went in April). And it was a good thing we did get there early because the Alhambra is one of the most confusing and poorly-marked tourist spots I had ever visited (not that I'm surprised, after living in this country for the over five months). Even though all four of us speak Spanish, we had trouble finding out where the print our tickets and which building to go through to enter the palace. But we did make it after all, thank goodness, and got some really cool pictures of the palace and gardens.
So after exploring the Alhambra for about four hours, we were sweaty and tired once again, so we returned to the hostel for a siesta. We ended up talking to two American guys in the lobby, one who lives in the same town in Chicago as my friend Stefanie, and the other who was a fellow Jew from Chicago, so we inevitably knew people in common.
On our last day, we explored Granada more and did one thing we missed out on doing in Morocco: Arab baths! Which were very refreshing to end our long trip throughout the south. It was pretty much just a big dark room with baths of different temperatures that have healing minerals for healthy skin. It helped soothe the sting of my sunburn. We also found an awesome vegan, gluten-free, take-out restaurant and went to eat in a park. Yes, I know that sounds gross to some people, but it only added to my love for Granada!
That night, we got on the train back to Barcelona for only three short days before my Spanish journey would end and I would return home.