It's been a long time since you had those

 Granada

Weather:  In Sierra Nevada mountains days are hot but not too and nights are lovely and cool giving rise to goose pimples which as David commented I haven’t had for a long time.

 As we drove across to Granada we kept catching sight of the Sierra Nevada mountains which still have snow on them - fantastic views.

Another campsite, another load of Dutch people.  Is there anyone under 50 left in Holland?

And then we met the camp dog.  Turns out he is a street dog but he made himself very at home at the campsite and after we left there were moments when I thought David was going to turn round and kidnap him.



We arrived on a Sat and there was no bus from the campsite to Granada on Sun so we decided to drive into the local Nature Park for a walk on the Sunday.  We went to the visitors centre and they showed us a walk, we asked if it was well signposted and stressed that we always get lost.  They lied to our faces and said we couldn't get lost.  20 minutes later when we returned to say we couldn't find where the walk started they lied again and said that once we started we'd just have to follow the signs.  After 2 hours the signs ran out.  After 4.5 hours we got back to the van.

The Alhambra - fabulous.  We spent 4 hours looking round the wonderful gardens and palaces.  The one place we missed was the Moorish baths and because we'd been goody 2 shoes and eaten a low cal Solero each instead of a good old Magnum I just didn't have the calorific energy to go back and find them.   Washington Irving wrote some tales of the Alhambra when he spent time here so I'm going to try and down load some and hope I can remember the setting well enough to take me back there whilst I read them.

After lunch we wandered round the Alcaiceria district which was very hilly so we topped up with ice-cream and cake.  Silvia had also recommended a good area for tapas but we had to catch the bus back for the hair appointment I'd booked through the campsite.  Disappointed to miss that opportunity.

The arrangements were very sketchy, neither the hairdresser nor I knew each others names and she was going to meet me off the bus because she was going to cut my hair in her house.  But it all worked out in the end and for 10 euros for a shampoo, cut blow dry and lift home I'm happy.

Only issue is that David insisted on singing the Abba song "aleandro?" all the way round and it's now very hard to remember to call it the Alhambra