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Malaga and Granada

Not the Alhambra yet - here we stay in a cave

sunny 33 °C

Guess where we are staying in Malaga? That’s right a Parador – The Malaga golf Parador. It is new and light and airy and right on the beach with a pool and golf course. It is also on the landing path of the airport so despite the triple glazing we have heard planes all night. They let us stay a little late so we can have a swim in the pool before we leave.
From our room

From our room


Malaga town centre, once you are past the concrete jungle is not too bad. We get a milkshake and get a bike taxi ride around. The roman theatre is behind a fence for repairs. We have a bite to eat and then get on the road to Granada.
Malaga taxi

Malaga taxi

Well we try. As with a lot of Spanish cities, road signs come and go, and a lot are placed behind trees just to help. We are heading out of Malaga and cross over the road we are supposed to be on – not good. Back again, then see where the missing piece wasn’t.
Along the coast and then up to Granada. We have to meet our host in Plaza Nueve, which we find no problems, but there is no place to stop, and the flow of traffic forces us through and up a tiny street next to the river teeming with people out for their Saturday night display. Nowhere to stop still. Then L pulls onto the footpath at the only bit that is wide enough, and we call Carol who comes and picks us up. No worries, we were heading in the right direction anyway. Follow up some of the narrowest roads seen to date and get settled in our home for the next two nights - a cave in the Sacramonte district.

The cave is one of a series dug in the area and a lot are used for tourists but the majority are still lived in. Ours has been a two space cave with an add on at the front with all the plumbing for tourist comfort. Wander a little down the ‘road’ to see the sunset over the Alhambra. We settle in under the blankets as it is naturally cool.
Alcazaba at sunset

Alcazaba at sunset


Generalife at sunset

Generalife at sunset


The next morning (just) we get up and have cereal for breakfast. We have a wander into the town centre via the narrow cobbled streets of Sacramonte and Albayzin, where the guide book tells us tourists often get mugged. Some great views across to the Alhambra though. What we do get here is some great value bocadillos – 2 Euro each for chorizo tomato and cheese – and great fresh stuff too. Head on down into the centre trough the old town which has been decked out in stores much like the medina streets in Morocco. We wander around but being Sunday nearly no shops are open, except for tourist shops and heladeria. Grab a batidos each to keep us fortified. Head around the streets just taking it in until the royal chapel is open; this was raised for Ferdinand and Isabel but was not finished until after they died. Isabel was the driving force behind the Spanish Inquisition, throwing all the Moslems and Jews out of Spain after they took the keys to the country and sent Christopher Colombus off on his journeys. Anyway, they ended up with a lovely chapel on prime real estate and lovely marble monuments over their lead coffins in the crypt. The very cheeky next generation (whom no one remembers) had their own monuments built there, but a bit higher than Isabel and Ferdinand. Bad form. Some of F& I’s favourite religious paintings and accoutrements are also on display here and worth a visit. We wandered around a bit more but I don’t recall too much. Had an ordinary dinner in Plaza Bib-Rambla –avoid eating in tourist plazas like that.
Next morning we have breakfast, bring in the washing and pack up. We are leaving the bags in the caves for the day while we go to the Alhambra in the afternoon.
Our cave house

Our cave house

In our cave house

In our cave house

Posted by lostagain 16:48 Archived in Spain

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