Nobody throws an Easter party like the Spanish, and what could be better than where the Spanish meet the Moor’s: Granada – pomegranate, grenade, Easter!
The first night we spent in Basel, in order to catch a cheap flight in the morning. Basel was nice to visit finally, sit and have dinner by the river at night, ride some silly river ferry. Allergy season is officially on here, and I was a bit miserable, but not as miserable as I would be later when my allergies turned out to be a genuine cold.
Then off to Spain. We flew in to the town of Alicante, which is a seaside resort serviced by all the major discount air carriers, and spent a few hours there waiting for the bus by the beach. The bus ride which we thought would be maybe 2 hours, turned out to be 5, but was fun after all – a scenic trip. I maintain that Spain looks a LOT like Arizona – I felt like I was driving through Globe.
Easter in Granada is one parade after the other, with thousands of tourists packing the streets, and then the bars, and then the breakfast joints, you get the point. Granada is spectacular, with white washed walls and outlandish churches, and a red fortress on the hill overlooking it all. Our Alhambra visit was definitely the highlight, especially seeing the Islamic sections.
Our Easter trip to Granada looked something like this:
What are you eating? Looks good.
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- it a churro, dipped in chocolate. breakfast the Granada way.
Pics are great, as usual. I love traveling vicariously with you!
CB