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.

Night shot of the Puente Nuevo

More Night Shots of Ronda Town

Puente Nuevo and its nearby scenic view in day time

The amazing views of Ronda's surroundings

Plaza de Toros

More Plaza de Toros

Ronda's colorful town 

The Lovely, Lovely Sevilla

Our journey that started from northern Spain finally reached the southern part of the country. Sevilla, capital of Andalusia, welcomed us with its glorious sunny day. We started out a bit late as we were enjoying too much of the rooftop terrace of our lovely accomodation. We had longer than usual breaksfast there. We took photos there. We rested and relaxed there. It was a lovely terrace.

First up to visit was the Royal Alcazar, also known as Alcazares Reales de Sevilla. Located in the old town of Sevilla, the Alcazar was a real surprise for me. Some parts of the palace had similarities with Granada's Alhambra eg. the carving on walls, the patios, etc, but this Alcazar had one of the most unforgettable garden that I've seen. The garden was a real joy for me. There was a spot near the fountain and surrounded by very tall palm trees where I just sat there doing nothing and enjoyed it. It was very pleasing. And apparently this palace was very famous with wedding couples. It was a Saturday and there were a number of couples and their photographers in action that day. It's not surprising at all as there were many photo spots to take in the palace as if they were from different places. It was a great palace and I had a good time there. I never expected that I would enjoy it better than the Alhambra.

We spent so much time in Alcazar that we had a late lunch. We were too hungry and had to go out from it although we didn't feel like it. After our lunch, we walked the city. Sevilla is a big city and we would have covered places faster if we ride a bike. There were bike rental spots everywhere but we had to register first to rent one and we didn't. So we had no choice but to walk. We only managed to walk up to the area of Torre Del Oro (Gold Tower). It was a very unique octagonal Moorish style tower located along Guadalquivil river. We walked along the river for a while and wanted to go to the other side of the river but gave up on it as we were too tired to walk.

At night, we were very excited because we booked ourselves to watch a flamenco dance. It was my first time watching this dance and probably the first time for everyone else watching there as well. There were two dancers, a singer, and a guitarist. Each of them played a part that made every aspect of this dance very interesting. The dance was very passionate and full of fire. I could see that the dancers took so much passion and energy for every little movement. It was an amazing experience for me to be there to watch it.

The next day, we only had about half a day for Sevilla as we had to go to our next stop, Rhonda. We planned to visit the famous Cathedral and its bell tower, La Giralda, but surprisingly enough the queue to get in was too long and we didn't have time for it. So we just roamed around the Cathedral, had a delicious tapas lunch and went souvenir shopping before taking a bus to Rhonda.

Although it was my second visit, I still think Sevilla is a very fascinating city. The influence of Moorish style on its buildings made Sevilla different from other cities in the northern Spain. I felt that I was transported to a different country. And the food...I can go on and on about the food. I love the Andalusia's speciality such as the gazpacho (cold tomato-based raw vegetable soup) and rabo de toro (Spanish oxtail stew) and I love the churos. I love everything about Sevilla. There's definitely no doubt about it.

Photos by me, HM and JK.

The many features of Sevilla Alcazar

Us Enjoying Sevilla

The Flamenco Dance

The Bell Tower, La Giralda

Windows of La Giralda

Light Fountain in the square near the Cathedral

Waiting for a wedding couple from the Cathedral

Bikes for rent

Madrid

We took bus from Segovia to Madrid. One of us was quite sick and when we reached Madrid bus terminal, we decided to take cabs to our accomodation. I thought the distance was not too far from the terminal and therefore we would get there in no time. But I did not consider the traffic jam. We split into two cabs. The one with me inside reached in about half hour to forty five minutes (I think it's supposed to be about fifteen minutes ride). The other cab was lost, literary. When my friend told the address to the cab driver, he nodded right away and seemed to understand where to go. He even put the address into his GPS. After escaping from traffic jam and into the highway, it was already almost an hour. My friend came to realise that the driver was lost because the road sign on the highway was showing they were on the way back to Segovia. After debating and arguing with the driver, he finally brought them back to the correct address and was still charging triple the price of what my cab was charging me (even though he reset the meter somewhere in the middle of the trip). As far as I remember, they were in the cab for about two hours. My friends on that cab were tired, hungry, angry, felt ripped off and regretted the decision of taking the cab. All of us were very hungry. So we had quite a big dinner somewhere near where we stayed.

In the morning, my sick friend was looking worse. So I let the rest go on with our schedules and I stayed back with her. I needed the free time of not having things to do anyway so it worked fine for me. My friends visited the Royal Palace and had a very fine Paella lunch. They said the palace looked similar to Versailles but better, but Versailles had a much better garden. The Paella lunch, they said, was the best and the most expensive they had ever tried. I, on the other hand, walked around the area where we stayed, near to Tirso de Molina metro station. I have to say though that the area was a bit rough and scary. I don't know whether it was just me because a friend told me to be very careful in Madrid so I became very conscious of my surroundings. To make matters worse, I got lost. So I went into a four star hotel hoping for a direction and a map but the person in the reception was not friendly and I was out of the hotel with nothing. Luckily, I found my way back to Tirso de Molina station. Phew!

All of us met up for a dinner and a little bit of shopping in Puerta del Sol (metro: Sol). This is the heart of Madrid. It was quite a busy night, full of people out and about. I enjoyed the atmosphere. It did feel like somewhere in Granada but I wasn't sure where exactly. But it was good. And I did some shopping myself.

The next morning, we went to Museo del Prado, which was full of fine art collections. This was where I was first introduced to Goya's collections. I spent quite a while looking at them and trying to understand and appreciate them. There were many things to look at in this museum so you have to be prepared and know what to see before you go inside. We spent about half a day there, just in time for lunch. It's just not possible to look at everything in one day, let alone half a day. After lunch we got back to our hotel, packed our things up and got ready to the train station (Atocha station) where we took a night train to Sevilla.

As the capital city of and the largest city in Spain, Madrid was big, modern, busy and full of energy. Like other big cities, it was also rough and unfriendly. I was actually quite dissapointed with it. I guess I was expecting something more than what I saw. Or maybe two days were not enough to feel the city. I don't know, really. I think I should give it a second chance and come back to this city. Let's see if I change my mind.

Our dinner in Madrid

The Clock Tower at Puerta del Sol

The square at Puerta del Sol

I took the photo of this bear statue without realising that this was Madrid's emblem and a favourite meeting place at Puerta del Sol

Tourist bus is common here at Puerta del Sol

Shopping at Puerta del Sol

On the way to the Museo del Prado, people were cleaning statues to be displayed 

Entrance of Museo del Prado

An artist in action in Museo del Prado

Atocha Station, Madrid