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After breakfast we want to take some pictures of the view but again the
fog spoils our plans. We drive up to Baeza, a sleepy
town,
40km north of Jaén. We have a coffee on the central square, Plaza de la
Constitucion. Baeza has a beautiful historic centre and a 14th century
cathedral, which we pay a visit aided by an audiotour. We walk around town
for a bit. The tourist information centre is on Plaza de Leones (fountain
with lion statues) and peek into the covered market. Lots of vegetable, meat
and fish stalls. We grab a sanwich and then move on to Carmona.
It is a little over 2 hours and 40 minutes drive on predominantly well kept
motorways. We get there by 3pm. The
Parador
where we will be staying is well known to us. We were here already in
1999. It is a former
Moorish castle dating back to the 1400s. We have a grand view of the
surrounding farmlands. We have lunch in the Parador. The afternoon we spend
leisurely at the pool side, at the foot of the hill on which the Parador is
perched. Along side the pool are stretchers and a sunroof to protect us from
the Andalusian sunrays. The pool water is on the c
hilly
side, but once you are in, it is not so bad. After a couple of hours the sun
disappears behind the mountains and we retreat to our room.
At night we have an aperitif at the bar. It is our complimentary wellcome drink for Amigo Card holders. After that we enjoy a first rate meal in the restaurant.
Weather: chilly morning, 16°C/61°F . Warm afternoon 25°C/77°F
After a sumptuous breakfast in the magnificent dining room we take the
car and drive to Sevilla. It is a good 30 km. We park the
car
in a underground car park underneath Plaza de Cuba, in the Triana district. We
cross the bridge and find ourselves in central Seville. We first go for a
coffe at a side walk café near the tourist office. We visit the Casa Lonja,
where the
Archivo de Indias is based, the archives of the Spanish
colonial empire in the Americas. Unfortunately the exhibition is not
ready yeat (or has not completely removed), but the building is a sight in
its own right. It is a real reseachers library, where historians do their
research into the history of Spain's colonial past. In the half way built up
(or torn down) exhibition we find a panel covering the capture of spanish
silver transport by Dutch Corsairs led by Piet Heyn of Delfshaven in the
early 17th century. According to the text this was first and only occasion
the Spanish lost such a fleet
and its bounty. At the time the Netherlands fought their war of independence
against Spain and the captured silver helped financing the war effort. We
carry on to the cathedral
of Seville, next to the archives. It is the third time we visit
this enormous structure and it still impresses us. It is the largest gothic
church in the world and its measures are mind bogling: 136m long, 86m wide en 37m high.
The church was built after the reconquest of the city on the Moors at the
end of the 15th century. The builders motto was: "lets build a church so
big, that later they will think that we were raving mad". The construction
took over a century. There is a mass going on in one of the chapels, so we
cannot go and see all we want. The space inside is huge and so is the unique
central altarpiece. The bell tower, Giralda is actually the
former
minaret of the mosque, that also served as a look out post. The tower can be
climbed, via a wide winding track wide enough for two soldiers to march side
by side. After the cathedral we have a refreshment at a sidewalk café. These
days Seville has a tramline cutting through the center and even an
underground railway. Developments go fast here. Neither were even under
construction when we were here last time in
2003. We walk
through the Juderia or Santa Cruz district - once the Jewish Quarter -
looking
for a restaurant called Juderia. But alas, it is under reconstruction. We
are referred to Modesto in the same street,
calle Cane y Cueto.
The is of variable quality. My swordfish is fine, but Erik's lamb is greasy
and salty. We walk to a park behind the Alcazar Palace towards the Plaza de España. We
have been here before, but the buildings still keep drawing us here. They date
back to 1929 and served as the Spanish pavilion at a Spanish-American
exhibition. In its facade are frescoes and mosaics depicting all the Spanish
provinces. Rowing boat ply through canals around it. It has become quite hot
now: 35°C/95°F. We cross the Maria
Luisapark towards the river and then on to Plaza de Cuba. We drive back to Carmona.
Early evening we go out in Carmona for a drink and tapas. We are a bit early fot that a 6.30pm. We call on three bars. The restaurant we had in mind is closed on Sundays so we go back to the Parador. Food there is fine. Salmon with shrimps for me, Erik has lamb in brandy sauce.
Weather: sunny and 35°C/95°F.
The view of the early morning landscape, as a backdrop to our breakfast,
is fabulous. After
breakfast we drive to Ronda. It 2.5 hours ride. We go via Seville and then
on to smaller roads to Ronda. The scenery gets more mountainous, especially
around Ronda. In Ronda we soon find the
Parador,
based in the former town hall perched on the edge of the canyon of the river Tajo,
that run through Ronda. Actually it is part of the river Gualdaquivir. The
landscape is dramatic. The gorge is aobut 150 metres deep and houses are
built on or even over the edge. We have a spacious room overlooking the Plaza de
España (not the gorge) and the reception is fine. We can park our car
underneath the building. This costs 21 euro per night, but for Amigo card
holders it is free. We break before we set out for lunch on the Plaza del
Socorrro. At
Doña Pepa
we have a tasty lunch with a view on a awkward traffic problem. A
delivery van has become stuck in the entrance of the underground parking
lot. Too high. In the afternoon we take a dip in the tiny pool of the hotel
overlooking the gorge. The water is chilly, but that is fine as the general
temperature has risen over 35°C/95°F. Later,
early evening we go out to eat some tapas in a nearby neighbourhood bar. Our
first choice is closed, but we find an alternative close by (La Farola)
and the food tastes great and costs next to nothing (7 euro for both of us). Later
at night we walk across the gorge and enjoy the view and the sunset. Around
9pm we sit down for dinner in the Parador with mountain views. I take
partridge liver and tuna Erik settles for Gazpacho and pork. It tastes well
with the local Aroyo wine. For dessert we have mangosoup with fruit and cake
and ice cream respectively.
Weather: sunny and 35°C/95°F.
We have breakfast in the hotel. After breakfast and a coffee in a nearby
bar we drive off for a tour around a number of white
villages near
Ronda. Most of them have Moorish origins and the winding streets and snow
white cottages remind of Northern Africa. We first drive to Benaoján.
It is a tiny settlement on a hill. The streets are narrow and most of them
are being paved again. We have a short walk around and continue to Cortes de la
Frontera. We pass a view point famous as a spotting point for
vultures. But they don't reveal themselves to us. Cortes is a lot larger
than Benaoján and also beautifully set on a hill top. We have a coffee on a
side walk café and make some pictures of the centre and the bull fighters
ring. A group of elderly men discusses the world's problems under big tree.
We carry on to Ubrique. We drive through a very high
mountain pass. Ubrique is yet a bit larger and very busy. Especially the
shopping street is full of people. We do not see any tourists. The town is
famous for its leather industry, be we don't find many shops or workshops.
They are probably outside the town centre. We drive on into the mountains to
Grazalema. Every now and then we see vultures circling
above our heads. In Grazalema we sit down for lunch at El Toreon in
the narrow Calle del
Agua. A gem of a restaurant in that narrow alley off the Plaza de España.
The square itself is very nice too. After lunch we wander around the very
hot village. From a Mirador
(a lookout) on the Avenide Alcalde Vázquez we have unrivalled views of
the area.
From Grazalema is another half hour to Zahara de la Sierra. We pass through the Puerta de la Paloma (1357m), the second tallest mountain range of Andalucia. At the top is at 1300 metres is a viewing point with breath taking views. Many vultures circle around us. Zahara is nicely perched on a mountain ridge. The village has many steep and narrow streets. We settle on a square near the church tower. It is quiet, but that is probably down to the hot weather. Painters are busy painting the houses whiter than white. After a drink we walk round a bit before we drive back to Ronda. Our route follows a artificial lake, the Embalse de Zahara. After some 40 minutes we are back in Ronda. We have some drinks on the terrace of the Parador. Tonight we eat outside at restaurant Albacara with grand views of the gorge, the Parador and the hills. The sun sets magnificently behind the mountains. The food is fine to, the waiter a bit slow and unpersonal, but the owner does his utmost to make us comfortable. After dinner we stroll back to the Parador.
Weather: sunny and 35°C/95°F.
After breakfast and coffee we drive to Malaga. Near Torremolinos we drive
onto the toll road along the Costa del Sol to Malaga. In Malaga
we park the car in the underground parking Marina, in the centre of town. We
walk the wide shopping street Calle Marqués de Larios and have coffee at the
grand café Lepanto.
We watch the shoppers go by and continue along some quieter streets towards the cathedral. The cathedral can be visited for 5 euros, including the audio tour. The church is big and has some interesting chapesl and a grand choir from the 16th century. After the cathedral visit we have lunch at a trendy restaurant in the Calle de la Bolsa. From there we walk to the Picasso Museum. Picasso was born here in 1881 and although he left town at the age of eleven and never returning the city saw fit to convert a city mansion into a museum. The collection has no world famous works but it does offer examples from all the periods and phases of Picasso's carreer as an artist.
After the museum we walk through the park along the port to the beach of
the Malagueta
district. We enjoy the view, the sun and a drink before we return to the
car.
We drive to the airport and hand in the car at Sixt. Returning the car was never easier. We just hand over the keys to the attendant at the parking lot. We walk to the departures hall where we find an enormous line in front of the check-in desk. for our Transavia flight back to Rotterdam. After 40 minutes we are all set to go. We have a fast meal at the airport and then quickly proceed to the gate as boarding begins way early than originally anounced. The flight takes off at its scheduled departure time of 7:50pm and we are back in Rotterdam around 10.30pm. We get our car. Parking costs are a staggering 55 euros for 7 days. We drive back home throug a rainy Rotterdam.
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