Wednesday 13 June 2018

Where we met with Isabel I of Castile

Let's go with the flow and write another post! Third one within a week. I'm definitely on the roll! Or want to finish what I've started. Either way...


We're going to stay in one place for a few posts now. Basically, because we all liked this place and there's some things I want to describe. And, most importantly, the place was so beautiful that there are many things I want to show you. Although we just spent there only a day and a half.


Our #Eurotrip2016 was a lot about making mama's dreams come true. Our next stop was also a lot for me.


Having reached Gibraltar, we were ready to head back north. But not too much, not too fast, not yet at least.


Our next stop was a place I wanted to visit since I read Philippa Gregory's The Constant Princess. Her descriptions of the place were so detailed, so vivid, so colourful, so full of passion and admiration, that I knew I wanted to go there (the book was a little boring otherwise).


We got to Granada, cause that was our next stop in case you haven't figured that out from my lame description, around mid-day. We had enough time to set up our tent, eat something and go to the city centre to see... something. We didn't know much about Granada back then (and we know just a little more now). Alhambra. Albaicin. And that was it. But we didn't have too much time for sightseeing either. Cause what is a day and a half in a beautiful place?


Luckily, our campsite was located just by a bus stop. The bus took us to the centre where we could either stay or change for other buses (to Alhambra or Albaicin).



We decided to go to Alhambra first. We knew that sightseeing just like that was not an option. Not that we wouldn't like it. But you need a lot of time to see the place. Half a day is minimum to take it all in. Or at least most of it. And all the sources state that the place is heavily booked in advance. To avoid any confusion or disappointment, just buy your ticket in advance if you can.


We couldn't do that. We didn't know if and when we were going to get to Granada. Same story as with the cable car to the Rock. We had to take our chances. Take the risk. If we're lucky, we were going to see the beautiful palaces. If we weren't... well, tough. Happens.


We got to Alhambra easily. It felt wonderful. We were already so close. We decided to find somebody, anybody, that we could as for the tickets for the following day. If we didn't ask, we weren't gonna get them for sure. But maybe... Maybe we'd be lucky... A security guy told us that the tickets were sold out. We knew that. However, we couldn't really commuicate with him in English. Luckily, a guide lady showed up with her group and took over the conversation. She told us, again, that they were sold out. However, if we wanted to get the tickets for the following day, there still was a chance. They have a set of tickets that they sell for a given day early in the morning. We thanked her for the information and as she was walking away, I just shouted out one more question.What does it mean that we have to be here in the morning to buy the tickets? Six a.m. should do it, was her answer.


We said goodbye to Alhambra. In no way any one of us was going to get up that early and come here to buy the tickets. We got back to the centre, walked around a little, then decided to see the cathedral. It was still open, so... why not? We bought the tickets, which came with audio guides. Artur got himself audio guide for kids (yes, they had a version for kids) in English. We got an adult version.


The cathedral inside is impressive. It looks amazing. However, the audio guide we got was... can I really say it was boring? We quickly decided to just turn it off and just look around the place for ourselves. Artur, however, was listening to his guide very intensly. Maybe we should have been given the kid version as well...


We finished up the visit to the city centre with ice cream, of course. And we bought ourselves some tea mixes, which were delicious by the way (cause, sadly, they're all gone). We got back to the campsite. The kids went to play on the playground and my husband told me, that he was planning to get up early in the morning and go and try to get the tickets to Alhambra. Cause he knew that I really wanted to see it... Can you have a better husband? ;)

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