will split my posts to make it better to read because the last one was quite long. Therefore this post is about my short but exciting stay in Granada before I took the bus to Anne's magical place
in the mountains.
I took the bus from Alicante to Granada where I stayed over night. Anne wrote me that I should take the afternoon bus to Pitres on the next day. She would pick me up at the bus station and bring me to her place in Ferreirola.
Therefore I had some time to discover Granada. I have been there already twice. In 2005 and 2008 but I "just" visited the Alhambra.
When I arrived in Granada I could see how relaxed I really am now... :-)
As I reflected it later I had just to laugh about how convinced I am now that all things going well for me. Well, and it is true!
|The beauty on the rock... The Alhambra.|
A bus tour is muy interessante... Even if it takes 5 hoursWhen I took the bus to Granada I was really late... I almost missed the bus.
I just thought: "Oh, so much time! Let's have a coffee and a sandwich.". Well, but even I almost missed it I was still very relaxed and sat down in my already booked seat. Ok I had to run to the bus but I didn't bother because I sat on my seat...
In front of me sat a woman with very dried long blonde hair. It made me feel to touch my hair and check it if it was also that dry but it was not. Poor woman I thought.
Due to the bus tour was quite long I wrote to my friend Insa some messages on WhatsApp. After a while the dried blonde hair woman stood up and went to the toilet.
I was so curious to see her face. Was she old or young? From behind she seemed to be very young. She wore tight jeans and a pink T-Shirt.
Finally the woman came out from the toilet and I could see who sat in front of me.
I also recognized that a elder Spanish guy was looking at me and smiled very suspicious and looked from me to the woman and back to me smiling. I just thought what is going on?
Well, than I got it... it turned out that the dried blonde hair woman was a dried blonde hair guy or rather transgender with a pissed of looking face due to the stinking toilet.
Actually I was quite surprised. Now I got it why the Spanish guy was suspiciously smiling at me...
Ups I forgot about: Spain is a bit bigger than Ireland...Sending text messages to my friend Insa cost me my phone battery and it was almost empty when I arrived in Granada. But I didn't care much. I will charge it later in the hostel. It had just 4 % battery energy left.
Ah yes, I should check the name of the hostel I booked on hostelworld and where it was. With the last 4% I checked it out and saw that the hostel was a 45 min walk from the bus station... Ups... On the map it looked quite close. Well, I am not anymore in Ireland where everything is easy to reach.
I decided I will take another hostel and I found one which was just a 30 min walk from the bus station. The Itinere Hostel. I wrote quickly the name and the address down and after it my phone was dead.
It was 7pm and I started my walk out of the bus station. Outside I found a sign with a public map and checked where the street was where the Itinere Hostel should be and remembered the main streets.
I was very relaxed and convinced that everything is going great. Even I had no map and no phone anymore. No problem at all.
I went into the hotel and asked for a map and where the street was where I was looking for. The friendly guy marked the street in the free map and he also recommended me some nice places I should visit in Granada. Great! So nice.
I found the hostel very easily. No stress at all and all was great like I reckoned :-).
Now it is official that the world is a villageI came to the hostel reception and asked if they have a free bed. And they had! The girl behind the desk spoke pretty well English and I asked if she is from America.
She said: "No I'm from Ireland." "Ah funny! Actually I spent the last 3 month in Ireland and I loved it!" "Where have you been there?" "In County Cork in Kinsale." "What?! I studied there for 6 month and now I'm here since 3 month...."
Wow! I decided to change my hostel because it was too far and chose this one and met someone from Kinsale there... Isn't it great?!
By the way her name is Maura. I told her about my blog and I showed her some pictures and posts about Kinsale. It turned also out that she knew some people I knew.
The world is a village!
I want to hug the world or at least write to my friends on WhatsApp...Maura gave me some advice what I could visit this evening. After I brought my stuff into the dorm room and let my phone there to charge it I walked to the Calle Elveria without any expectations. It was already dark outside.
I was hungry and I wanted to have a nice cold beer.
They people in the streets were a mixture of very alternative ones with dreadlocks and the typical linen colorful clothes and tourists.
Now it was the first time at this day that regretted that I didn't have my phone with me to take some pictures and share this experience with my friends at home.
Therefore I just enjoyed my walk alone and walked curious around from shop to shop without hurry.
The sales assistants - mostly guys - came very fast to me and told me how nice the dress or other stuff would look at me... Yes, I know and thanks I am grant :-).
Very happy with my new earrings and buddha pants! I took the pic when I went very excited back to my hostel.
I wrote to my brother how nice Granada is and that I bought a buddha pants.
He just wrote back: "Seriously, you don't wear it? Do you?!"
I thought it would be a pity to go just into a bar and drink and eat something inside. Outside was such a nice atmosphere and a lot to look at!
Therefore I went into a small kebab shop and bought a beer can and a doner para llevar. I cleaned the can with my t-shirt very intensive because I saw that Yeray did that always when we bought beer cans.
I walked around and found a place where some Bohemian looking guys played guitar and someone sang. There was also a Spanish guy. The only listener. He offered me to have a seat beside him. I sat there enjoyed the music, drunk my beer and ate my doner.
What a great day!All went great and I knew it! After a while listening to the music on the place and listen to the Spanish guy I went back to my hostel. I was so happy and felt great! I felt like to hug someone or jump around. I smiled the whole time.
A year ago I would gone mad about the almost missed bus in Alicante, the empty phone battery, that the hostel was too far etc.
Now I don't care anymore. It would be waste of time. And by the way: it is my own responsibility to be in time at the bus, charge my phone properly and check properly the hostel.
But if I planned all properly I had not had a nice chat with the hotel stuff, I had never met Maura from Kinsale, I couldn't enjoy the night life in Granada because I would just take pictures...
I had a great evening and nice chats with nice people. And I had a new pair of earrings and a buddha pants!
Time to sleep...
Stroll through GranadaOn the next morning I slept in and had the following great view from my hostel room.
|So can a day begin :-)|
|The nice streets filled with oriental shops in Granada.|
After it I headed slowly back to my hostel, took my stuff and stopped a taxi... Due to I was once more almost too late for my bus. It was quite close again... ;-)
The way to Ferreirola or rather Pitres was beautiful as you can see in the following picture.
|What an amazing landscape! On my way to Anne my host in Ferreirola.|
Read more in the coming post about Anne's magical place in the mountains, the hidden talents of Ketchup and very interesting people I met there.
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