The view from our little, oven-like apartment.
The AC worked well in just the living room, if all of the doors were closed, so we pulled the mattress into the living room and camped in there for the night.
Right around the corner was a small cafe, where we had café y pan tostado americano for breakfast (the name is made up). We had our toast with butter and jam, not the Spanish way- with a bucket of olive oil and scoop of salt. I have never seen such a thing in my life. And this has been witnessed everywhere we have been in Spain so far. Some people put a tomato puree on top of the supersaturated bread.
Besides the bridge, Ronda is also famous for being the birthplace of modern bullfighting.
In the 1700s, Fransisco Romero combined the two existing styles of bullfighting into one. He created rules and brought a scarlet cape into the mix. Voila. Bullfighting as we know it. Bullfights are still held here in September, but we were more than entertained with just bullring and museum.
This is where they train the horses...chandeliers are an unexpected but classy touch.
There is room for over 5,000 spectators, and it is recommended that you buy your tickets in July, as soon as is possible.
It is incredible how petite toreros are (or should I say toreritos?).
We allotted an hour for the bullring, stayed an additional 20 minutes, and it still wasn't enough time.
One of my favorite parts was the dueling exhibit. To me, a duel seems like something glammed up for television, not a common event with established rules.
I suppose it makes sense. I mean, you can't go around having someone insulting your honor. You must challenge them to a duel! Even women were known to partake (I say 'even women' because usually they are more sensible than this).
The royal box is closed off to the public.
I bet they sell the best snacks here during a bullfight.
Okay, now we are in the city of graffiti, also known as Granada.
I have never seen a city so covered before. It wasn't art (this picture was one of the good ones) but random writing and quickly drawn images. I asked one of our taxi drivers about it, she said that graffiti has been an issue over the past 15 years. Graffiti is the worst!
We popped into a small cathedral on our way back from dropping off the car.
Just when they start to blend together and all look the same, you see something totally different.
We feel the same way about graffiti. That's why, while in Italy for the year, we had taken it upon ourselves to be graffiti busters. I wonder if all our work, seven years ago, is still covering up the "art". I'll find out in May.
ReplyDeleteWe too went to the bullring but did not see all that you did. You guys are great tourists... truly.
I love the cherub face in the church and the surprise skull. I keep saying that "treasures await discovery". Keep the search and sharing going. Brava Brady.