After our night in Segovia,
the fiance and I packed our bags and headed to Granada.
To be honest, we were both the most excited about Granada.
To me, it was a little-big city.
The perfect size.
After a pleasant train ride and 5 hour long bus trip,
we arrived in Granada.
It was late in the evening,
so first thing on our list was to find a place to stay.
We found a charming little hotel owned by the sweetest little old lady in the perfect location.
One thing I quickly learned while in Spain was that it is very different from the US in terms of night life.
People start going out for dinner at 10 pm,
and don’t even think about going out to clubs or bars until well after midnight.
I also learned that tapas are amazing.
like really amazing.
The meats are fantastic.
And overall, people seem to be less stressed.
We spent four nights in Granada.
Wandered the streets.
Visited the Alhambra.
Ate some more.
And sipped on lots and lots of coffee.
I never wanted to leave.
|umm, best lunch EVER!|
I could go on and on about how amazing the Alhambra is-
but, unless you see it for yourself, you’ll never really understand.
It is, honestly, mind-boggling.
We spent our last two nights in Madrid.
I will admit, I didn’t really take any photos.
Madrid is big and didn’t have the charm that makes me snap away on my camera.
Plus, we spent an entire day at the Del Prado museum-
which was pretty amazing.
Although, it’s the only “big” museum I’ve ever been to, so I had little to compare.
After ten beautiful days in the land of jamon and tapas,
we headed home.
I was sad to say goodbye,
but I knew that my time in Europe had only just started.