On Thursday, we headed to Granada to the Alhambra, one of the most fabulous sights in Spain. It was a Moorish Palace and was remarkably well-preserved and amazingly decorated.
On Friday we went up to Ronda, which is a "white-hill" town in the Analucian hills. It was a painful drive up; after Colin got carsick, we ended up stopping about every 10 minutes to let everyone get out of the car, walk around, and let the queasiness subside before we went on. We drove up that mountain on switchback curves for over an hour! Crazy. Even worse was the way down, when we drove through a cloud with zero visibility for about 20 minutes. But, the bull ring and the gorge was worth it. The kids had a blast pretending to be both bull and bull fighter, and despite some rain, we had some beautiful views of the gorge and bridge.
Saturday, it poured buckets. I mean, I have never seen so much rain. In Bronwyn's words: "We came to Spain to get away from the rain, and it never even rains this much in England." And, I mean, we were nowhere near the plain, where that rain is supposed to mainly stay, so I don't know what Henry Higgins is talking about! So, we spent that day hiding out in the "Fun Zone" at the local mall and renting a movie to watch back at our condo, where we had dinner and played games.
Sunday, was beautiful. Clear and fine, so we got to go to Gibraltar before we caught out plane back home. It was like coming home to England: fish and chip shops, tea houses, and paying in pounds. We took a private taxi ride who drove us all over the "rock." We went to St. Michael's cave and got lots of time with the monkeys. It was a great day!
I was really glad to turn in our stick-shift 5+2 car (where we either had room for kids or luggage, not both) and get back to our Odyssey!
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