Getting to Granada and First Impressions

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We leave Blois at 10 am on Saturday to drive to Orly Airport where we’re leaving the car in a somewhat suspicious-looking long-term parking lot near for the airport for 70 euros. If the car’s still there on our return, it’s a hassle-free way of get to the airport. Otherwise, we would have had to catch a train to Gare d’Austerlitz in Paris and taken a train out to the airport.

Pale skies on leaving Blois
Pale skies on leaving Blois

After my week of flu I seem to be having a relapse and the first thing I do on the Transavia flight to Malaga leaving at 4.35 pm is to nearly faint on the way back from the ladies. The hostess lies me down on a double seat and I sleep until our arrival at 7 pm. We collect our baggage and are relieved to see that the shuttle we booked at airportshuttles.com for 21 euro is waiting for us.

Our room at the Hotel Soho in Malaga
Our room at the Hotel Soho in Malaga

It’s quite balmy at 13°C. Malaga looks very clean and modern. The driver takes us to our boutique hotel . The rooms are small but very trendy. The sign behind the door says 200 euro but we are paying 72 euro per night, I guess because it’s winter. We leave our things and go to find a restaurant. Jean Michel says we’re near the sea so have to have fish.

Bodeguita de Carlos
Bodeguita de Carlos

At Bodeguita de Carlos that we find by accident, I order a grilled John Dory to share and Jean Michel eats about ¾ of it. I certainly can’t manage any more. All I really want to do is go to bed.

Next morning I am not feeling brilliant at all. We get dressed and go down for breakfast but the breakfast café is very busy and there are no tables. I start feeling really ill and we go back upstairs. Jean Michel goes down to secure a table and order coffee because I seem to be having orthostatic hypotension again and need to get the adrenaline pumping. We finally get served and Jean Michel has a buffet breakfast. I pull off a few bits of bread.

Olives and the Sierra Nevada from the bus on the way to Grenada
Olives and the Sierra Nevada from the bus on the way to Grenada

We decide to go straight to the coach station to take the 1 pm bus to Granada and I manage to eat a tortilla frances while Jean Michel has some sort of fish. The bus is new and takes 1 ¾ hour to get to Granada. It costs about 23 euro for both of us. From there we take a taxi to our rental accommodation. The sky is bright blue.

View from the flat
View from the flat

A very unwelcoming Spanish woman with minimal English shows us the flat which is arranged on two stories. The two bedrooms (one about the size of a monk’s room) are on the first floor with a patio outside and a bathroom up three and down two steps. Great in the middle of the night! A narrow tiled staircase leads up to a living room and rudimentary kitchen with a large patio outside with a lovely view of the city walls.

None of it feels very warm with a current outside temperature of 10°C predicted to fall below zero during the week.

Front patio
Front patio

We unpack our belongings and see that apart from oil and vinegar, the kitchen has nothing else, not even a teapot. The bed doesn’t look wonderful and there is a large round window without a shutter that turns out to be lit by a street light. Sigh.

Typical Albaicin street
Typical Albaicin street

Our street is called Cuesta Alhacaba which means  double hill. All is said. We walk up to the top of the old Albaicin quarter by which time I am completely exhausted of course but I love the houses and Moorish decoration along the way.

Our first sighting of the Alhambra
Our first sighting of the Alhambra

We get our first sighting of the famous Alhambra and wander through the gardens of the Palacio de los Cordova. At the bottom of the hill on the other side, we walk along the Darro River until we reach the main thoroughfare.

In the Cordova palace gardens
In the Cordova palace gardens

I’m suddenly hungry so we go into a bar called Minotoro where we order freshly squeezed orange drinks, some slices of goats cheese and what turns out to be French fries with mayonnaise and tomato ketchup on them! Not exactly what I feel like …

Mayonnaise and tomato ketchup French fries
Mayonnaise and tomato ketchup French fries

We decide to make our way home so we can have a siesta despite the fact that it’s near 6 pm but I’m feeling pretty exhausted at this point and we still have to climb our double hill to get back.

Church in Albaicin
Colegiata de San Salvador  in Albaicin

The house is gradually warming up but I’m still quite cold. It probably hasn’t been heated for a while even though we’ve turned the electric heaters up to maximum. We sleep for an hour or so.

The courtyard of Le Ladrillo where we have dinner
The courtyard of El Ladrillo (the brick?) where we have dinner

Since there are no shops open on Sunday afternoon we still have no food so at about 8 pm (early by Spanish standards) we go looking for dinner. All those great tapas bars that we open during the afternoon are now closed but we eventually find a place called El Ladrillo selling grilled fish. Jean Michel misreads the menu and the waiter’s English is very basic so we end up with a large platter of fried seafood and a mixed salad. I eat the battered octopus pieces and half the salad but am not tempted by the rest.

Before we’re even finished, they’ve closed the kitchen, we’ve already paid and the waiter is whisking away our plates as soon as he can!  We walk all the way down the hill for a decaff coffee (I must be crazy) and halfway back again to our cold house. I’m too tired by then to do anything else except go to bed!

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17 thoughts on “Getting to Granada and First Impressions”

  1. Oh dear! Not a great start to your holiday. Sincerely hope the ‘blue skies’ will work their magic and have you feeling 100% quickly. Granada looks like a wonderful place to explore.

    1. Thank you Helen. Today it is overcast and we’re off to the Alhambra. Once inside I imagine we’ll forget about the rest!

  2. well, that’s Spain, like it or lump it, they’re not making concessions to you ‘flu or not. Apart from the Alhambra, Granada is not all that interesting. The country around is.

  3. the pictures on Instagram look really good, glad I read the story about how they were acquired.
    Hope you get well soon.

  4. Like Stephen says, ‘welcome to Spain’ 🙂 Sorry to hear about the relapse — that’s kinda what happened to me. Ever since I’ve just been sitting around doing nothing, no motivation for anything. An Australian friend said that when a virus that sounds much like this one hit her town in the winter a doctor warned it took 90 days to completely get rid of it. We are just off to Paris — sounds like we are going to get some snow, at least on the journey. None here though. One of the reasons the house in Granada will be cold is because of all the tiles.

    1. I hope you are able to enjoy Paris and will be feeling better soon. 90 days sounds horrendous. Yes, all those tiles don’t help. I imagine this place is really quite pleasant in the summer.

  5. I’m amazed you could do half the things you’re doing! Maybe you should just take a day and stay in bed, sleeping, eating tea and toast for 24 hours. Give your body a chance to heal itself. I hope the rest of your vacation goes well. It has to get better given how horrible you feel. Will it help to know that here in the northeast of the US, we are under 2 feet of snow and bitter cold? 🙂 Feel better, Jacqueline

    1. Very hard to stay in bed in Granada! I get up late and have a siesta though :). Two feet of snow and bitterly cold is NOT MY THING!!!!

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