Sweet Odyssey: The Great Gorge of Ronda

The bus ride from Sevilla to Ronda (not Rhonda, I spelled it wrong on the previous blog) took less than two hours. When we came near Ronda, we could see range of mountains full of olive trees. Then the bus went up the hill where we could see lines of white houses spreading around it. It was absolutely gorgeous. Still a part of Andalusia, Ronda, which is in the Malaga regions, is a city on two hills divided by a gorge.

We reached the city somewhere around dinner time. On the way to our restaurant, we passed by the bridge (known as Puente Nuevo or new bridge) that connected the two hills and took some night shots. It was a very deep gorge (known as El Tajo), unnerving to look down but beautiful at the same time. The next day, another bright sunny day, we went back to the bridge. The gorge was without a doubt magnificent. We walked down the gorge but not for too far down as we didn't have enough time. From below, I could see the houses that were attached to the gorge and from the top, the area was surrounded by mountains. It was breathtakingly beautiful.

We then visited Plaza de Toros, the oldest bullring in Spain. It was my first time to a bullring. There wasn't any bullfight when we were there. Not that I was looking for it anyway. I had no interest in watching bullfights at all. I think it's very cruel. But the bullring was something to be amazed to. It's very impressive and worth to look at.

Ronda definitely has something to be proud of; its beautiful landscape nature. The gorge and its surrounding gave me reasons to draw a series of long breaths which was relaxing and very calming. I wouldn't mind another visit. The next time I would give it enough time to walk further down towards the bottom of the gorge. I'm sure it will not disappoint me.