4/5/6 June
On Wednesday we travelled to Ronda, up a steep road until the vegetation ran out. A little stressful trying to find the out -of -the- way hotel we had booked using the GPS on our phones. We passed a sign to it: Hotel Alavera De Los Banos, thinking it was pointing along the main road we were on, but it did not appear. We then realised the sign pointed down a narrow cobbled road which we had thought led to a farmhouse. All this was well worth it when we arrived at this Moorish styled hotel with pretty gardens overlooking a horse paddock and the hills beyond, well outside of the bustle of the city and a short climb up steps to the old town.
Photographs don't capture the dramatic drop of the ravine. We have walked ourselves silly - lots of steep roads of worn cobbles. Fantastic churches and palaces. On my birthday, we sat in the park by the bullring, then had a swim at the hotel and finished the day wandering around the centre, a beer at a bar in a lovely square where people were meeting up for the evening and children were playing, then tapas at a place recommended by the hotel - really good food, but we felt still not strictly authentic; slightly nouvelle with Brie and marmalade, pork cheeks with foam potatoes, wagyu beef burger, tempura prawns and veg. Tasty, but Spanish?!
27 degrees and only a gentle breeze, not the hot African wind up here. Ah.
Breakfast here
'Our garden'
The harpist was playing in this bandstand
On Wednesday we travelled to Ronda, up a steep road until the vegetation ran out. A little stressful trying to find the out -of -the- way hotel we had booked using the GPS on our phones. We passed a sign to it: Hotel Alavera De Los Banos, thinking it was pointing along the main road we were on, but it did not appear. We then realised the sign pointed down a narrow cobbled road which we had thought led to a farmhouse. All this was well worth it when we arrived at this Moorish styled hotel with pretty gardens overlooking a horse paddock and the hills beyond, well outside of the bustle of the city and a short climb up steps to the old town.
Photographs don't capture the dramatic drop of the ravine. We have walked ourselves silly - lots of steep roads of worn cobbles. Fantastic churches and palaces. On my birthday, we sat in the park by the bullring, then had a swim at the hotel and finished the day wandering around the centre, a beer at a bar in a lovely square where people were meeting up for the evening and children were playing, then tapas at a place recommended by the hotel - really good food, but we felt still not strictly authentic; slightly nouvelle with Brie and marmalade, pork cheeks with foam potatoes, wagyu beef burger, tempura prawns and veg. Tasty, but Spanish?!
27 degrees and only a gentle breeze, not the hot African wind up here. Ah.
Breakfast here
'Our garden'
The harpist was playing in this bandstand
Happy birthday..Pete I presume..!
ReplyDeleteNo, my birthday on 5th June - Pete wouldn't be so crass as to broadcast his!! - Sara
DeleteOh sorry...Many Happy returns!!! xx
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