So onto Granada, which started off as a bit of a struggle. Now unfortunately i do not speak any Spanish, other than the sheer basics, which I admit set me of on the back foot. however I tried my best to explain that I needed to make a seat reservation from Malaga to Granada, naively thinking that a train station would understand that. Evidently not! They proceeded to point me in the direction of the bus. After much explanation the sales person finally said "Ah a reservation" and gave me a look as if to say why didnt you say that in the first place you retard!
However after all of that and a change in Corboda, Granada was just wonderful. I had been assured from one of my best friends that it was. (She spent her ERASMUS year here). With a list of things to see and do i was set. I felt a million miles away from Malaga now, it was such a difference. The cobbled streets and winding alleyways were so endearing I just wanted them to swallow me up. I had officially fallen in love. This is somewhere that I intend to come back to again and again.
I was send in search of Paddy's, the illustrious Irish pub spent her year in. Unfprtunately it was closed but I do think I managed a glimpse of him through the window. However all was not lost i managed to get a kebab from across the street in Kebab King. And it most certainly lives up to its name.
Granada was full of free tapas (good tapas), fantastic views, delicious leather products and an amazing night club. The hostel was the same chain as Malaga, but it was a lot older, no air con here. Which led to quite possibly THE worst and hottest night sleep of my life.
Two days was just simply not enough.!
Next Stop: Madrid
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