The six of us (Annie, Becca, Ellie, Jodi, Leah and I) left the train station in Granada, destined for Ronda, at 7:00 am on Saturday. It was still very dark out in Granada at this time and there wasn't much to see outside besides the huge, new moon. It traveled beside us over the mountains and rows of olive trees for the first half of the trip. When we arrived in Ronda at 10:30 the sun was up, although it was chilly at such a high altitude.
The walk from the train station into Ronda was less than 15 minutes; we decided to head to the tourismo centre for information. After a café con leche (basically espresso with milk) we were ready for a little site seeing in the old town, as well as shopping.
The old town is located on the far side of the gorge and offers spectacular views of valleys and spacious countryside below. All of us agreed that being surrounded by an open space was rejuvenating, after all, we have been bombarded by plazas, huge buildings, fountains, and other man made infrastructures (as beautiful and old as they may be).
The best part of this day trip was the hike down one side of the gorge. There was a stone path designated for people who are interested, but we found ourselves going astray for opportunities of great photos as well as exploring. The trek back up the gorge to the city was much more of a workout than the way down, with less photo shoots. However, we all enjoyed the workout.
After the long and tiring hike we decided to get a glass of wine at a restaurant which lied right on the edge of the gorge, by the bridge. It had several levels of patios down along the rocky edge, looking out to a valley, the river and many white wash houses built on the cliff years ago. Although the wine was only okay, probably “served us Americans the old stuff” (we joked), the views were amazing and the memories we have there together will last forever – much longer than the taste of bad wine :)
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