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Monday, September 2, 2019

Granada (Spain) - The Alhambra - Generalife

Granada (Spain)

02 September 2019

The Alhambra is an ode to Moorish architecture and culture, set amongst the pensive Sierra Nevada mountains. This place has gone through various incantations, casting its magical charm on all those that have gazed upon it and wondered through its halls of intricacy & artistry. I often wonder as to how majestic places such as these, along their historical timeline, seem as some point to simply vanish from existence. Take for example Angkor Wat & Machu Picchu, both marvels that simply vanished,  lost to the world for centuries before being rediscovered. So too the Alhambra. Having fallen into disrepair over centuries, the building for one period of time was even occupied by squatters. It’s unfathomable to even consider that as a possibility for a residence of such heritage and splendour.

The drive from Malaga (Spain) to the Alhambra in Granada (Spain)


                                            Map of the Alhambra - Granada - Spain

The origins of the Alhambra, whose name derives from the Arabic, al-qala’a al-hamra (the Red Castle), is mired in mystery. Some of its earliest references point to the construction of a small Roman fortress, approximately 900CE, but some of its buildings are understood to even pre-date that time frame. Having fallen into disrepair once again (well, actually for the first time, but the second occasion in this story), it was the Emirate of Granada that built the current palace and its walls of intricate beauty.


                                                    Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Generalife- Granada - Andalusia - Spain


The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain


The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain


Having fallen in love with Spain many years ago I had never made it further south than Madrid. I can’t answer right now as to why that’s been the case, shouldn’t Andalusia have been a mighty draw card? Yes, of course. Even on this occasion, the little tid-bit of time that we spent in this culturally rich part of Spain has only been enough to wet the appetite and sponsor further daydreams of fabulous Andalusian culture, cuisine and geography. With that said, the one deal-breaker I had on our travails through Andalusia was to see the Alhambra. If we couldn’t see it, then hell, I didn’t want to step foot in Southern Spain at all (not entirely true of course).

Only a short 120+ km drive out of Malaga, the total drive time to Granada was just on 90 mins. Extremely easy, great freeways and direct. We had booked in for a 3hr guided walking tour at 9am, and having left Malaga at a little after 7:30am, had arrived pretty settled in the car park right on our starting time.

Generalife - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

Generalife - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

Granada - Andalusia - Spain

At this time of year the Southern part of Spain can heat up like a pinata party at a Mexican quinceanera, you just can’t be assured as to where the fevered hits will come from. Also with a 6-month old we needed as tactical as possible with regards to our movements. Thankfully we were blessed with a reasonably mild morning and a baby that felt this site was well worth skipping. As Aiden slept we made our way through the Generalife, a Summer estate for the Sultan, featuring elegant rectangular plots with subtle water features, fragrant gardens, glorious trees casting shade and an immaculate view over the town and to the mountains beyond. The only problem I saw with the whole ‘set-up’ is that the Sultan’s Summer Residence is about 5-10 mins walk from the main palace. Imagine putting the question to the Sultan each year;

 ‘Well Your Majesty, do you have any plans for the Summer?

‘What do you think Khalil, I’m heading off just over there, AGAIN. Why didn’t I think to build my Summer hang out somewhere else? Oh yes, I know it’s soooo convenient, but hell, I never get to see or doing anything, it’s like being in a Melbourne lock down, Ellen DeGeneres style, you feeling me Khalil?’

Not entirely Your Majesty, Aisha and I live in a small hut with our goats and chickens all year round’

‘Aha, so you get it, am I right Khalil!’

‘Yes your Majesty, you are an insightful G’

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Palacio Nazaries was of course stunning. Divided into three main areas, Mexuar, Serallo and the Harem, each has its own identity, some parts with highly decorative ceilings, extremely intricate woodwork on the walls, particular plastering and paint schemes, the whole site is more than just impressive. It’s an enduring vestige of Muslim art and culture in this area that has preserved through a myriad of contra periods. For this reason it remains as one of Spain’s major tourist attractions as it exhibits the country’s most significant and well known Islamic architecture in impeccable condition. From a personal point of view, I feel more than privileged to have been able to walk through the grounds and experience the entire setting, even for a relatively brief period of time. I could well understand how our guide, a Dr, wrote their thesis on the architecture of the Alhambra and has dedicated their life to its ongoing discovery and the tales of its wonders.


The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

Aiden & Inga - The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

Aiden, Inga & Zaiga - The Alhambra - Granada - Andalusia - Spain

Thank you, Andalusia. You are an area of rugged beauty and architectural splendour. When the doors to your world re-opens I’ll certainly be one of the first to walk back through them.


Sunday, September 1, 2019

Ronda (Spain) - Malaga (Spain) - Golden arches and not a McDonalds in sight

Seville (Spain) to Malaga (Spain) via Ronda (Spain)

01 September 2019

El Tajo gorge and the dramatic Puente Nuevo which frames nearly every photo that you’ve ever seen of the charming town of Ronda, that’s what I wanted to see too.

All those months ago when I had mentally traced our path of transit between Sevilla and Malaga, I made sure that the way-point involved a moment in this Andalusian gem. With its position of power at the top of the Tajo gorge, standing astride the Guadalevin river, some 100mtrs below, the breathtaking arches look almost surreal, acting as the conduit between two sides of a brawny town that look to be precariously positioned on either side.


Driving out of Sevilla we were packed to the hilt. Five adults, a six month old, luggage for days and a car a little to small for its full requirements, somehow we contorted ourselves and stacked our travel cases in just the right way to be able to get going.

Ronda - Andalusia - Spain


Ronda - Andalusia - Spain

Having driven through Spain several times previously I was already aware as to what to expect of the countryside. In the south of Spain, the rolling hills, scorched earth and blue sky give the impression of a somewhat rugged, tough environment that wouldn’t have much to offer. Which in part may be the case, until such time you make your arrival in Ronda.

Like many well loved sites in Europe, the tourist buses, vehicles and an all sorts of nationalities dominate the streets of the town. Yet another European diamond that is being run into the ground by its weight of popularity. I understand that I don’t have the right to complain, as I’m also part of the current problem, but, there needs to be something done when places like this become overwhelmed. They simply aren’t built to handle what they’re currently putting up with, putting a strain on residents and visitors alike. With that said, the town is beautiful.

Ronda - Andalusia - Spain

Ronda - Andalusia - Spain

Ronda - Andalusia - Spain

We had arrived around lunchtime and thus found a beautiful spot by Puente Nuevo to take in the stunning views of the gorge and the iconic bridge. It’s a funny thing to experience something in reality after you’ve stared at that very same thing so many times in photos online. There’s something quite visceral and satisfying when you realise one of your bucket list items. Something that I’ve had the good fortune to do quite frequently over the last 10-15 yrs. 

Malagueta Beach - Malaga - Andalusia - Spain

Malagueta Beach - Malaga - Andalusia - Spain



Malaga - Andalusia - Spain

The final part of the day saw us make our way from Ronda to Malaga.

We had rented a great little apartment right on the port in Malaga, a very short stroll from Playa la Malagueta.

Hard Rock Cafe - Malaga - Spain

Hard Rock Cafe - Malaga - Spain

Malaga - Andalusia - Spain

Our afternoon was spent down on the beach, giving Aiden is first toe dip in the Mediterranean and allowing the northern ladies to capture their requisite dosage of vitamin D, which seems to be something that’s just built into their genes. Being from Australia I’ve my view, like that of many others of my age, has always been to treat the sun with extreme caution. Laying out on a sunbed and absorbing rays UV rays is always associated with risk. It’s not my jam at all. But hey, when your days are cloudy, bleak and cold for much of the year, the desire is obvious.

 


Saturday, August 31, 2019

Cadiz (Spain) - Jerez de la Frontera (Spain) - Gadir

Cadiz (Spain) - Jerez de la Frontera (Spain)

31 August 2019

Cadiz, the province and city on Spain’s south western edge is one of the oldest continuously inhabited cities in Europe. Constantly overlooked and often forgotten by the glistening prizes within Spain and in countries further afield, is stands proudly looking out onto the Atlantic Ocean.

We drove south of Sevilla a couple of hours to get the feel of another Andalusian city, and in one sense, were not disappointed by what the Old Town delivered, narrow streets, the antiquity of its old quarters, white washed Gothic and Baroque styling.

Cadiz - Andalusia - Spain

Cadiz - Andalusia - Spain

The Southern Spanish sun sparkled and bounced off every façade, so much so that without sunglasses you would have spent the whole time squinting your way through the town.

Somehow for me it was unremarkable. Perhaps I didn’t give it the time or respect that it deserved. Perhaps its secrets will be discovered another day.

Cadiz - Andalusia - Spain

Cadiz - Andalusia - Spain

Cadiz - Andalusia - Spain

Cadiz - Andalusia - Spain

A short drive from Cadiz, Jerez de la Frontera captured our attention captured our interested by the very nature of its most well-known product, sherry. However, driving into the town in early afternoon it felt as though COVID-19 has come to this little corner of the world a year early. Not a soul on the deserted streets, not a stray dog to be seen, not a bird in the sky. Siesta time in these parts of Andalusia are more than just theoretical notions, they’re standard operating procedure.

Jerez de la Frontera - Andalusia - Spain

Jerez de la Frontera - Andalusia - Spain


Jerez de la Frontera - Andalusia - Spain

Attractive in part, understated and quaint. A viable stop for to partake in the gold standard of the area.

In all, somewhat of an underwhelming day, but sometimes you just need to hit the reset button

Friday, August 30, 2019

Seville (Spain) - Noche de Sevilla

Seville (Spain)

30 August - 01 September 2019

My first small taste of Seville was beamed to me through an old wooden boxed behemoth of a TV during the 1982 World Cup. The week prior I'd had my seventh birthday and I recall that the cake that my mother had made was a proper football field, everything at the time was World Cup inspired. But on this morning, what was the 9th of July, 1982, in Australia, in a city on the other side of the globe, there was a football match of epic proportions taking place. Of course I was at home watching. It was a World Cup semi-final match that h as come to be known was one of the greatest of all time. The Nacht von Sevilla or the Nuit de Sevilla brought both exaltation and extreme despair, depending on whether the colour of shirt you were wearing was either white or black.

Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain

That morning my father was at work but I remember him calling a few times to get the score updates.

Dad - 'What's the score now Henry?'

Me - '2-1'

Dad- 'For the blues or the whites'

Me - 'The whites'

Back then, in my household, we were out and out supporters of West Germany. Not that I completely understood what that meant but I did not that once the blue team went up 3-1 and part of the stadium was in hysteria, that the white team weren't exactly achieving what they had set out to do.


Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Inga, Zaiga & Aiva - Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain

A 3-1 lead with 18 minutes of extra-time to play. Where in the realms of footballing fantasy does anybody does anyone conjure up the framework and execution whereby the team leading at that point in time goes onto lose. It would be akin to standing on the podium at a medal presentation ceremony and having a random interloper snatch your property from the space between the hands of the presenter and your neck. You'd have a better chance of defeating a guillotine than losing a World Cup semi-final from this position.

God Bless the French though, they crafted a defeat of such majesty and torment, such pitiful glory. 

Post penalty shoot-out my dad called in to get the result. He simply did not believe what his 7 year old son was telling him. It's like all the knowledge that I had of football at that age was completely dismissed as the result that I was broadcasting and what he had expected from 20 minutes earlier could not be reconciled.

Unknowingly, that had been my introduction to Seville, and World Cup football


Family photo - Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain

Plaza de Espana - Seville - Andalusia - Spain

Hard Rock Cafe - Seville - Andalusia - Spain

Like most places that I've ever had any sort of attachment to, I'd somehow been emotionally invested with a location long before my first visit and real experience. Whilst the wait for Sevilla had been long and had taken many twists and turns prior to now, she had made it worth the wait.

Each Spanish city that I have encountered has had its own feel. Certainly there are some similarities between Madrid & Barcelona & San Sebastian & Seville, but there are certainly many difference. Sevilla was something unexpected.

Medieval lanes leading to quite corners and open plazas, baroque churches, Gothic cathedrals, its beating sun and pulsating flamenco driving its tortured soul. Slowly but ever so surely the beauty in this city envelopes you and leaves an indelible print. The juxtaposition of Moorish and Gothic architectural influences overlaid by the vibrant, energetic lifestyle of the Spanish themselves, just makes this yet another highlight in a country that feels like a perpetual highlight reel.


Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Seville - Andalusia - Spain

Plaza de Espana takes pride of place in any Google search where the subject is Sevilla.  A glorious piece of architecture, laid out on a huge half circle, its buildings made accessible by four ornate bridges that guide you over a large moat. Punctuated by a number of alcoves that are fabulously tiled with representations of the regions of Spain, this space is incredibly stunning and lends itself easily to taking photos. The beating sun of the early morning even complemented the surrounds and underpinned what you expected to get from an Andalusian experience.


Las Setas de Sevilla - Andalusia - Spain

Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Plaza del Triunfo - Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Plaza del Triunfo - Seville - Andalusia - Spain


Plaza del Triunfo - Seville - Andalusia - Spain

A city with its own identity, one that moves subtly, passionately and soulfully in every aspect. You sense it within the bars of an evening, from the venues where the sounds of flamenco drift with purpose onto the streets and simply in the life that pervades this marvellous city.

It's true, of course I'm a sucker for anything Spanish, but certainly there is a reason for that. They have identified the importance of beauty, passion, life and laughter. This is distilled and uniquely represented in the architecture, artistry and way of life. Sometimes your way just finds alignment to a way that exists on the other side of the world. It may be in Argentina, it may be in Brazil or it may in Spain...or it just may be in Sevilla.