Seeing everyone in traditional dress truly made the day more festive. I was enchanted by these girls in their finery riding a merry-go-round. Note the little one in her mother’s arms is also wearing frills.
We returned to our hotel for siesta, and then back out for a tapas-filled evening. We started at Bar Poë, a tapas bar unique in that you get to pick which free tapa you would like with each drink, and the menu is tantalizing. The owner behind the bar is a Brit, so that was helpful for those of us with poor language skills. In our time at Poë we ate seven delicious tapas including pork stew over rice , chick pea salad and chicken stew with polenta. We also tried our first tinto de verano, red wine with lemon soda. Great! The tinto was €1.80 and a caña (small glass) de cerveza only €1.20. Our total at Poë was a gobsmacking €11.40! Incredible. I can easily pay that much for a takeaway lunch of a sandwich with salad/soup and soda in Dublin.
Supposedly the smoking ban for bars says that smoking is not permitted if children are allowed; it seems most bars in Granada have chosen ciggies over kids. Bill and I theorize that the clouds of nicotine add a bit of zing to the legs of jamon iberico suspended from the ceiling.
Monday morning we returned to Malaga, but not without a moment of sadness for our friends in Dublin who were under rainy skies. You can’t see the radar in the pic, but trust me, it was rainy. We also regretted not ordering special pillows from the pillow menu.
Turns out I know a couple people who have lived in Granada, but I didn’t remember because I filed the information into the great black box in my brain that was “Oh cool, Spain.” Now that I’ve been there, I am thrilled that anyone I know got to experience this beautiful city day after day.