December 11th--Getting up at 6:00 to get to the train station after a night like that was the worst thing imaginable, but I did it. There were only two trains to Granada, and the early one was the only one that would get me there at a reasonable time.
I got in around noon and got in touch with my friend Jaris, and 20 minutes later he rolled up through 8 years on a bicycle to pick me up. We met at the same time that I met Ade, as the two have been friends since they were little kids, but Jaris stopped coming to camp before Ade, so it was even more of a shock. But just like with Ade, those same things came out again, and I refound a friend. That's not even a word, but I wrote it, and it was true.
Jaris is studying architecture in Granada, and took me around the startlingly beautiful city. Granada is essentially at the foot of the tallest mountain on the Iberian peninsula, Sierra Nevada, and while flooded with tourists, it's got a great, relaxed feeling. It also has the Alhambra, the old Muslim palace that is a huge tourist draw. We were still able to walk around parts of it for a while without paying.
Another thing that distinguished the city in my eyes was the huge amount of extremely artistic graffiti everywhere. Here's a few of the best stuff I saw:
We also walked around some old royal gardens, where I chased some ducks.
It was way more fun than it looks.
At night, we went around and had tapas, which I'm convinced is the greatest invention in the history of man. You pay for your drinks (already really cheap by European standards) and you get a small plate of often great food for free. Jaris and I went to a few different places and had a full meal. Truly fantastic idea.
I again wish I had more time in Granada, but the next morning it was time for a long journey that wouldn't end for 24 hours.
I got in around noon and got in touch with my friend Jaris, and 20 minutes later he rolled up through 8 years on a bicycle to pick me up. We met at the same time that I met Ade, as the two have been friends since they were little kids, but Jaris stopped coming to camp before Ade, so it was even more of a shock. But just like with Ade, those same things came out again, and I refound a friend. That's not even a word, but I wrote it, and it was true.
Jaris is studying architecture in Granada, and took me around the startlingly beautiful city. Granada is essentially at the foot of the tallest mountain on the Iberian peninsula, Sierra Nevada, and while flooded with tourists, it's got a great, relaxed feeling. It also has the Alhambra, the old Muslim palace that is a huge tourist draw. We were still able to walk around parts of it for a while without paying.
Another thing that distinguished the city in my eyes was the huge amount of extremely artistic graffiti everywhere. Here's a few of the best stuff I saw:
We also walked around some old royal gardens, where I chased some ducks.
It was way more fun than it looks.
At night, we went around and had tapas, which I'm convinced is the greatest invention in the history of man. You pay for your drinks (already really cheap by European standards) and you get a small plate of often great food for free. Jaris and I went to a few different places and had a full meal. Truly fantastic idea.
I again wish I had more time in Granada, but the next morning it was time for a long journey that wouldn't end for 24 hours.
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