¿Dónde guardan las olas su tristeza?

23. April 2019

Hoy me he asomado al balcón de Mar de Cádiz,

y he tenido un diálogo con los duendes que duermen en sus caracolas;

Hoy he rozado mi piel con las rocas de la Caleta,

y me emborraché con el eco de sus historias;

Hoy en esta playita, el levante que no volverá,

ha atado mi alma inquieta;

Y mis pies mojados de agua y mis manos cargadas de arena.

Mi Libertad pregunta: ¿Dónde guardan las olas su tristeza?

[Eva Ma Rodríguez Gavira. 2003]


The day I almost fought a bull

21. April 2019
It takes a while today to get out of the house (if you’ve been following our adventures, you probably know why). At 11.15 we finally make it down to the beach and Balcón de Europa. From there, you have great views over the coast. My personal highlight though are the parrots. You hear them everywhere but you need to look a bit closer to actually see them. They’re so fast when they transport sticks of woods and other stuff from palm tree to palm tree to build their nests. Adorable birds, but very loud.


About palaces and wall poems


Okay, so here’s the most crucial thing to know if you ever want to visit Granada:

You obviously have to see the Alhambra. There is absolutely NO point in going to Granada if you don’t see the Alhambra. So please make sure you book your Alhambra tickets in advance (around 3+ months before visiting). But do not despair, oh spontaneous traveller who books his whole Andalucia trip only a month before. There’s also the Granada card, including entrance to the Alhambra AND lots of other places, plus 10 bus tickets. It’s expensive, but before you miss the palaces and its gardens, it’s worth every cent. Also, you should use it for other sights and maybe spend a bit more than 2 days in the city. When you purchase the card, you immediately get to pick an entrance date and time for the Nazrid palaces and usually these tickets are available also only 1 month in advance.


The cold mountain


As we continue our journey towards Montefrío, we stop several times on the way, once in an idyllic small town called Carcabuey, a place worth driving through. Andalusian towns are often built on hills, with a castle enthroned on a cliff. The landscape we pass is characterised by olive plantages and gentle hills, quite charming to look at, despite the rain that has been our company since we left Córdoba.



A mosque? Or cathedral? A mosquedral!


Today, I again have to make the impossible possible and wake up Rodrigo at 7.30 am. Not an easy task, and he is indeed quite grumpy (I get the feeling that I start every blog speaking about his sleeping habits… :P). We want to visit the Mezquita / Catedral de Cordoba at 8.30, supposedly the entrance is free around then. We figure out, though, that this is not the case and have to pay the €10 nevertheless because this offer isn’t valid on public holidays.

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El que se fue a Sevilla…

Actually, I gave up blogging a while ago. It just took up too much of my time. Choosing photos, editing, etc. is not easy if you’re an absolute perfectionist and at the same time have to grade tons of exams and papers.

Here I am though, enjoying the beauty of Andalucia. Rodrigo convinced me it’d be nice for his and my family to read about what we’re up to. Which is why for the first time ever the entries will be in English, so that his family can read this too (and my family can have loads of fun with google translate fails!).

I’ll keep it simple this time, publish on the go, add a couple of randomly chosen pictures, maybe not even edited (let’s see how long I can handle this…) and a few words about the highlights.