Finally, a few days off work and an opportunity for me to escape Cordoba! A mixture of a holiday and farewell trip, we packed up after a heavy night of Feria (for some)and headed for Ronda.
First impressions as we arrived at the station weren't good as an overwhelming smell of pee hit us upon descending the train. Things got significantly better though. As soon as we freed ourselves of our luggage in our lovely little hotel, we headed to the old town to check out the sites for which Ronda's famous: the bull ring, the bridge and the views of the gorge.
Everything in Ronda's pretty spectacular. Wandering around the town you frequently stumble upon pretty viewing points, white buildings and little cobblestone alleyways. It's not so good for those afraid of heights and there's a frequent sense of dizziness as you realise just how far up you are. It's also very touristy and it was very entertaining to be treated as a tourist once again. This also lead to foot in mouth moments as we remembered that our catty English comments about sunburned guiris could be understood (and also a bit of karma as we ourselves caught a little sun).
The entertainment for the holiday included a trip to the Museo del Bandalero (Bandit Museum), where I got to appreciate an interesting array of sideburns and we learnt that many bandits came from Cordoba (it all makes sense now!). G and F got more than they bargained for when they went to play pool and realised that in fact it was a French billiards table. We visited an organic winery, drank some very nice red wine and were told all about the workings of the winery by the very pleasant staff. And we bowled while drinking copas.
We arrived back in Cordoba exhausted, but what a way to begin the send off to the most magnificent threesome of niñas guiris Cordoba has ever seen.
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