Our last morning we simply ate what we had left of our supplies, checked our luggage at the hotel and attempted a little more shopping before leaving town. None of the shopping panned out however and soon it was time to find food and get to the bus station. Zeke helped me mule the luggage to a restaurant near the bus station as Kate ordered. Turns out we made the bus station in plenty of time as the bus was about 20 minutes late. Started to get a little nerve wracking, but I spotted a woman who was also getting nervous ask about Granada. Later Kate struck up a conversation with her in Spanish and we helped each other find the bus when it finally appeared. The bus turned out to be one of our hottest rides yet on a city to city bus as the AC was not working fully, but we survived and most napped well.
The bus station in Granada was one of the nicest we’d been in, including a neat movie running on a couple screens that did stop-motion of graffiti in Spain. Very interestng. Sure enough, google helped me find it on youtube.
We didn’t get to see all of it as we had to rush on to get to our hotel. Not knowing, yet again, exactly where it was. I found an English speaker at the info stand who confirmed our route and mentioned that we needed to get a special bus card to handle the transfer. Unfortunately we lost that in translation as things were a little rushed at the bus driver and we ended up paying twice.
At the midway bus stop we watched yet another incredibly well behaved dog. Seems like all European dogs are well behaved. Most of them don’t even have leashes. They just trail behind their owners not minding anyone else or any other dog around. Amazing really. They all seemed like you could easily stroll up to any of them and scratch their tummies. Of course, the tiny Chihuahua Maeve did ask to pet at the bus station in Ronda, the owner warned us that she might bite. Regardless, mental note to get one of those well trained European dogs for our next. Anyway, at the bus stop we saw a man bike by and then trailing by half a block his dog following him. Earlier we saw a skateboarder, cruising down the sidewalk and again a dog w/ a bandana trailing behind. Impressive. Very few dogs we saw had leashes.
The 2nd bus turned out to be a bus up the hill toward La Alhambra. It was a smaller bus evidently to fit the tighter streets and our bus driver attacked the hill like a formula 1 racer. We’d shown him the name of our hotel when we’d gotten on to confirm we’d found the right bus, and he dropped us right at the door. Zeke gave him the thumbs up as we left the bus, and the driver shot a greeting back at Zeke with his pointer finger as the barrel.
As we arrived at the hotel we had the misfortune of landing immediately behind a big tour bus. We decided to wait out the check-in line outside with the few snacks we had remaining from Fuengirola. Once we made it to our rooms, the kids were happy to find a flat screen TV in each room. The stations were adequate for their purposes. We settled them in for some TV and Kate and I headed out to round up some quick food to bring back to the room. There were no groceries nearby, but we did bump into one tourist shop that had a cooler. We grabbed some bread, meat and a few drinks and headed back.
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