de Granada

This has got to be one of the most beautiful cities ... I will not venture to describe it all, or put up photos as I do not have a cable for my camera, but a few words shall suffice I think.

Whitewashed houses and cobbled streets with teterias (tea houses) line the streets almost everywhere you go. The Moroccan influence is everywhere. The Catholics did their usual thing and made a vile mockery of themselves (Thou Shall Not Kill) and sieged the city for a few years until the Sultans could do no more. So the Alhambra (the huge Morish palace) now has a cross instead of the three balls that it should have on the top. But the Palace is still very beautiful, and I am heading up into it today.

So far I have spent my days wandering around the city really which is more than satisfying. Yesterday we went on a walk into the Sierra Nevada and spent the day finding wild figs, edible flowers and these little orange fruits (the name of which now escapes me), and then swimming in waterfalls and the water that runs down the mountains.

There is more to say of course, but too much. Experiences. Will write sometime soon.