Granada. Where they gave birth to Spain... and danced in between Beer Pong
Luckily royalty liked the palace when it finally fell to the Christians. Otherwise it all would have been made into another church. It would of been such a shame to have lost all of the mesmerising patterns.
Nights in Granada were spent not just eating and drinking Tapas. We were whisk away for a night of Flamenco in the Sacramento region where the gypsies were kings and we were their willing attendees. I myself wasn't so interested in the dancing itself but was in awe of the traditional singing and guitar when accompanied the dancers. I can see how this music combined with the music of southern France to then be transported into the Gypsy Jazz i had liked in New Orleans on Frenchman Street years earlier (Vavavoom).
The next day included the most important issues of Granada. A visit to a Hammam baths to soothe the weary legs, and then a tour of the Alhambra. Such a great city overall. In the middle of nowhere. But somewhere I could visit again.
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