| Nov 7, 2005 - Granada
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| I am having camera diffiuclites and can't upload any of my pictures, that's why these new entries are photo-scarce. Every Internet cafe I have gone to doesn't seem to recognize my digital camera and I am not sure why. When my picture card is full I will take it into a photo store and have the pics burned to a disk. After that, I can upload them to the site.
We stepped off the plane in Granada to clear, crisp weather. Sitting in the hot, stuffy airport in Barcelona, I had almost changed into shorts. I thought that being much further south, Granada would be warmer. I am sure that is true in the Spring and Summer, but being that it's November, and the fact the city is at a higher elevation, it's downright cold. It reminds me somewhat of Cuzco, Peru; cold, clear air, bright sunshine, blue, blue skies, and lot's of old, stone buildings. This was the last Moorish city to be taken by the Spanish during the Reconquista, and the place definetly has an Arab feel to it.
We are staying at a funky, little place on the road leading up to the Alhambra. It is much quieter here than in Barcelona, which is a nice change. We spent the entire day hitting the tourist sites, such as the cathedral where King Ferdinand and Queen Isabella are buried, the Moorish neighborhood with it's winding streets and Middle Eastern feel, and of course, the famous Alhambra. This seems the perfect time of year to tour it, as there were minimal crowds. I made ticket reservations before leaving Barcelona without a problem, and it wasn't crowded at all inside. I wish I could upload some pictures, becuase it truly is amazing, although I doubt they will do the place justice. It's just one of those places you have to actually see for yourself. Afterwards we took a bus to the Alcazar neighborhood for an amazing view of the Alhambra at sunset, then walked down the winding streets of the Alcazaba and had dinner in one of the many little Arab tea shops. We stopped into a little bar packed with college kids for a glass of wine and now I am ready for bed. A little vino tinto after all that sightseeing and walking takes it's toll. |
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