Spain: Part Three

Welcome back my darlings! I know what you must be thinking… she left us for two months and now she’s hitting us two posts in one week! And yes you are correct, when the motivation strikes and the workload finally minimizes you bet I’m going to take advantage of it. So let’s get back to the story!

After an amazing few days in Malaga and saying goodbye to our AirBnB host which was more like a cool aunt, we made our way to the beautiful city of Granada. Granada is a city where people are great, the architecture is spectacular, the views amazing, and where the bees will win the fight you for your food (more on the bees later).

The great thing about Granada is that if you are already visiting Malaga, then Granada is just a short bus ride away. So purchase that bus ticket and let’s get going. My best friend and I had only two full days to enjoy this city and man did we pack in a lot. On the first day our first stop was Basilica of San Juan de Dios. As someone who has seen so many religious buildings in my travels, this one in left me particularly impressed. Honestly, I don’t understand why this place doesn’t get more hype. According to Lonely Planet, this historic basilica was built between 1737 and 1759 and is known for this beautiful baroque decor. This place was true perfection with its gold embellishments and fresco paintings. As if this wasn’t reason enough to visit enough, let’s get into the spooky factor. Anyone who knows me by now, knows I am still not over the fact Halloween is over. I live for the spooky factor and this basilica had just that. With the dim lighting, deep tones of red and brown, and human skulls on display (yea you heard me right), it was certified spooky. Add in the random doors that are painted over and bolted, and we are having a good time. Time to get spooky!

After our spooky adventures and visiting Granada Cathedral, my friend and I made our way in search of Palacio de Dar al Horra. One thing I loved about Malaga and Granada was the Islamic influence found all over the two cities. This palace was a prime example of this. It is a 15th century palace which was the home to Aixa, the mother of a Moorish sultan named Boabdil. For those trying to find this palace, note that its entrance is hidden in an alleyway so be sure to ask some locals to point you to it to avoid wandering aimlessly like my friend and I did.

After finally got our lives together we found the place we were looking for and man were we grateful. It was like finding water in the desert, once we found this place. The Palacio de Dar al Horra has phenomenal views which overlooked the city below and its greenery. Due to it being one of the lesser known attractions in Granada, my best friend and I had lots of space to move freely throughout the residence and admire the Spanish- Islamic architecture. After some time, it was time to move on to El Bañuelo (Arab baths).

According to Go2Alhambra website, it is the oldest and best preserved Arab public bath in Andalusia and dates back to the 11th century. It was not only an important place to wash up, but to maintain social ties. When entering the chambers, take a moment to admire the striking pillars and arches. As you look above you, it is here that you will fall in love. Above your head, light filters in from star shaped cut outs in the ceiling. It truly makes for a magical experience.

After this it was getting late and we were getting hungry, it was here I was about to lose a battle to a swarm of bees. As we went on the hunt for food, we stumbled upon the Paseo de los Tristes. The Paseo de los Tristes is a street full of life and adventure with shops and restaurants lining the walkways and musicians performing in the great outdoors. This walkway is situated below Alhambra palace and so while you are enjoying your meal and entertainment, one only needs to look up to see the magnificent fortress complex we would be visiting the next day. It was almost a perfect ending to the day, until the bees came to attack. My first mistake was that I ordered honey glazed chicken. After getting a few bites of my meal, the bees honed in on the scent of sweetness and sure enough they began to arrive. As my best friend and I tried to gently shoo them away, they were not giving up without a fight. Eventually, it was too much and I had to surrender my meal to them. It’s a sad day when you’re a grown ass woman who can’t stand up to bees. I’m telling you though, those bees were something else. My best friend swears one bee even tried to breakdance in front of us just to gloat. So do yourself a favour, head down to the Paseo de los Tristes, but for the love of God do not order the honey glazed chicken. You’ll thank me later.

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Stay tuned for our trip to the Alhambra Palace complex and my adventures in Barcelona.