Granada……..hired a car from Avis at Granada rail station for a few days as I had to collect J from Almeria airport last Friday morning but return her to Malaga airport for the return flight yesterday. Finding the rail station was a prize pain. For some reason – no doubt Ad revenue connected – Google Maps has changed and is now awkward to use and a bit of a pest. I therefore relied on my nose and stumbled around early morning, rising heat, waking Granada searching for the rail station. It’s not far from the Bull Ring (Plaza de Torros) , an impressive sort of place if you like that kind of thing – which I don’t.
I forgot to take a camera with me, which was a pity. Maybe next time. I had to rise at 05:30 to feed Charlie, water Jack and hustle down to the village centre for the 06:15 bus to the city. A three hour run took me through many small towns and villages I knew of but had never visited. So all in all it was an interesting trip and inexpensive at just over eight euros.
Granada is a city we’ve visited many times previously. It’s vibrant, attractive in parts and has a definite feeling of youthful vitality. Or, at least, so it seemed to me as I wandered the streets, mostly around the central University district heading for the station. Or so I hoped! I think we’ll be revisiting it again in future.
I returned the hire car and came back on the evening bus yesterday, which shaved about 30 minutes off the morning run, thankfully!
The holiday season is now officially over here. Swimming pools have closed down for the year; tourists are not so numerous and locals are looking out their thick, heavy-duty dark clothes and Trilbies in readiness for the rigours of winter. They don’t know what it’s really about, for my money!
The village, at about 1300 metres, does get a sprinkling of snow on accassion, and rain in winter – usually limited to a few days or so in January or November. After too many years in northern Scandinavia, I find it’s still summery here – 34 degrees yesterday in Granada – and will stick to my usual outfit of shorts, short-sleeves, sunspex and deck-shoes for a while yet.
To my surprise, I find myself beginning to appreciate life here. I’d expected to dislike it and want to move quickly. Instead, it’s growing on me by the day. The weather, now we’re beyond the hottest summer months of July and August, no doubt has something to do with this. J retires in mid-December and has only about 30 working days remaining. So she too is looking forward to getting out here and relaxing. She is a keen skier, and plans days out at Pradollano, http://sierra-nevada.costasur.com/en/Pradollano.html ,the Spanish ski resort in the mountains above Granada – and above here. It’s about 1.5 hours away by car and she’s done it many times before. She hopes to take both our daughter, LVP, and Grandsprog Hamish out there in February sometime. I’ve never been taken by the idea of slithering around on bits of wood on a mountain in deepest winter, personally speaking.
The growing season is nearing its end, though we still have loads of Chillis to pick and the Aubergines are also doing well, still growing strongly together with a few Tomatoes. The Cucumbers were largely a waste of time and effort this year. The Peppers have been good and are also still growing.