To Granada

The road we took to Granada was mountainous and followed he ocean most of the way. We wound through the arid, dry mountains, with countless cities between us and beautiful blue ocean on our right. I think I fell asleep for a while when we turned inland to get to Granada. In Granada we went from hostal to hostal because none of them had rooms available. It was really frustrating, but I can’t believe how nice Rosario was in helping us search. Finally we found one. Rosario told us she would call us later to go out for tapas. Coincidently Friday also happened to be her birthday.

Rosario called us around 9pm and we met her, her boyfriend, her twin sister, and her boyfriend at the Cathedral, from where we walked to a bar. I don’t think I’ve explained what tapas are yet. I guess they are more or less appetizers, but Spanish people like to go out for tapas or “tapear,” and order several different kinds as a small meal. In all of Granada any time you order drinks you are severed some tapas. I’m guessing the place we went to with Rosario specialized in different types of ham and cheese.

The next night I wanted to try tapas again, but neither Orquid or I were quite sure how it worked, so we ended up “bar hopping,” because we kept walking into bars, but they were all so crowded that we left again right away. The night after that we did finally get our free tapas unintentionally when we ordered soda and food.