COSTA del SOL
Returning to the coast we enjoyed the pool and relaxed again over dinner at one of the nearby walk-to restaurants. Casey had a
major break through at the pool in the afternoon when he finally gathered the courage to put his face in the water. Since we have
a backyard pool, you would have thought he could already do this--but no--he had to go to Spain to learn how.
We went back to the condo and spent the afternoon in the pool. "Casey is doing quite well now with jumping in and getting his face
wet--doesn't seem to mind it much anymore. His favorite playmate is a little girl named Emily who lives by Gatwick airport. All of
the children are from various parts of England. His other friends are: Courtney, Georgiama, Ben, Joe and Joshua. He enjoys
sharing his boat with good friend Emily. Ken and I sit and sip our sangria at this beautiful pool area overlooking the beach and the
Albaicin personifies what you think of and hope to find when you dream of wandering
narrow streets, interacting with people, exploring markets, enjoying little plazas, admiring
old buildings and appreciating white-washed houses decorated with colors of the rainbow
flowers--in other words, this is a place of escape for those of us who spend our lives
surrounded by traffic, noise, pollution and busy people. We did nothing here other than
relish its existence. Casey enjoyed inspecting each of the shops--the fish market, the meat
market, the vegetable market in the middle of the square. He wanted his picture taken
each place. Even a little almost 5 year old, recognized the appeal of this over Safeway,
Von's, Price Rite, etc. As usual, Casey wheedled another ice-cream break from us--but, to
be honest, I do this as much as he. Eventually, having to leave, we found our bus stop and
waved goodbye so that we could reclaim our car and return to the condo.
Watching through the window as we rode back down the narrow
road separating the Alhambra from the hills of the Albaicin area,
we saw old stone bridges, crumbling buildings and great beauty.
Once reaching the bottom, the rest of the bus trip was wonderful
as it traveled through much of Granada, giving us a small glimpse
of the city we didn't have time to learn.
Our final day on this coast was spent in another white town--Ronda. The main attraction in Ronda is the incredible 18th century
Ponte Neuvo which was built about the time as our war of independence. When we think of the inconsequential structures
characterizing the pre-United States, it is even more awesome to see this engineering feat. Of course, there is always the Pont du
Gard in France to remind us that our accomplishments often pale when measured against the wonders of the ages.
We walked around Ronda, appreciating its uniqueness. In the Mondragon Palace there is an interesting museum with pretty
courtyards, hidden recesses, and spectacular views over the countryside. In one niche there was a recreated hovel with the tools and
cooking utensils of a past civilization, Casey had a good time standing inside it giving a lesson on what it was, the purpose of the
tools and its construction. Wish I could include here the video clip because it is too precious!
On the way back to the car, we stopped at Puerta Grande Restaurante for tapas and lunch. Casey made good friends with the owner
who went out of his way to be nice to Casey--took him back to the kitchen, showed him around, gave him a lollipop and was just
really nice. Casey insisted on having his picture taken with his new friend.
Our next destination was the Costa Durado--only because we had a timeshare week there; in retrospect, we should have given up the
timeshare and used that week in other parts of the country. If it had not been for Casey, we would not have stayed but it was good for
him. We did cut the time to only 4 nights.
We headed from Costa del Sol toward Costa Daurada, making it a two day journey. In the early afternoon we found a hotel in Javea
and then spent time walking the waterfront area and letting Casey run on the beach. Enjoyed tapas and churrisos with dipping
chocolate for dinner--yum-yum. This is a typical beach town with very little setting it apart from similar beachfronts in Greece and
other countries. The major Spanish contribution being the tapas.