Venture in Valencia: And the road leads on.

Tuesday. Woohoo. Woke up and made crepes for breakfast for the fam and for Ana. We decided to take her with us in the rental car to her pueblo called Pego about an hour and a half south of Valencia since she was planning on going down there anyways that day and it was on our way out of Valencia.
Walked down by the train station where the rental place was and got our car! It was large in European standards. haha. It's a Leon Ibiza. So Ana was our guide out of the city to her house. It ended up being her beach house we were taking her to. Oh my goodness the beach she lives on is AMAZING. I'm planning on visiting at least once before I leave it's really cool. Her mom was thrilled to have visitors even if my parents didn't speak a hint of Spanish and she knew no words in English. She wanted to take us to lunch, so we headed off to a restaurant and had paella. Her mom made her brother tag along, don't know how thrilled he was at that, but he talked with my mom quite a bit about the business he and his dad own. We then set off to go on our own adventure. I think it'll be more fun to use pictures to illustrate our trip so far since I'm a bit behind in my writing, so for now I'm putting pictures up in chronological order so you can see the vast differences in landscapes inside Spain.

First stop. Granada. Last time I came here, it was stormy and windy and cold. This time proved to be much better and I ended up liking it a lot. We got to our hotel and didn't have time to do much else. So we went to a restaurant the owner Pepe suggested to us. The next day, Wednesday, we went to see the Granada cathedral and have an Arab bath. It had different pools with different temperatures, a steam room, and then we got a message as well. Sweet!! Then we found our way up to the Alhambra to see the gardens since we had decided to see the Palace at night. Gardens=So much better in the summer than in winter. We ate some tapas at the bottom of the hill of the Alhambra and then went and found the bus back to our hotel. The Palace at night was amazing! It had such a different atmosphere at night, less tousity or something. We tried going to the lookout point on the other hill of the Alhambra, but our GPS was trying to lead us through these tiny sidestreets and is just wasn't working out, so we just bagged it.

We took off the next morning to head to Ronda, a city in the south of Spain that is a lot smaller than Granada or Valencia. We explored the city for a little while, toured the bull ring there, saw the amazing bridge it is known for where people got thrown off during the Spanish Civil War, and bought some little trinkets. We headed out to the country side to find out hotel for the night. It was a farm in the middle of nowhere that was SO beautiful. Huge room, pool, gardens, and a fancy dinner. The owner was extremely nice and told me that even though she lives so far away from Valencia, if I ever needed anything I could definitely write her a message and she would be glad to help.