What a spectacular ride in the mountains....filled with homes, villa's, condo's, gated communities, golf courses and more....
Every where you look...more developments.
The farther we get from Marbella the more natural the setting. Loving the view....
our magnificent driver, Antonio, kicks it on the hairpin turns....
almost at the top.... ok there it is...
RONDA
WOW! Around this city are remains of prehistoric settlements dating to the Neolithic Age....but the actual town was settled by the early Celts in the 6th century BC
Of course the Arabs were here...until the disintegration of the caliphate of Cordoba- Ronda became a small Kingdom by Ifran until Taiga of Seville conquered it...more Islamic architectural heritage please....finally ending in 1465...hello Spanish Inquisition. You either converted to Christianity or get out. Annie and her new cork back pack scoot across the bridge to check it out...
And don't forget about the Napoleonic invasion in the 19th century, causing much suffering in Ronda....as in Help Me Ronda Help Help Me Ronda! Groan. All these buildings are built up on the mountain rocks...
Quite the spectacular view....
Cleaver and creative builders back in the day...
I guess they don't let the dog out in the back yard...
Bubs does like the former "monk's hacienda" and considers making an offer...
There's the New Bridge. The word new is relative as the bridge was constructed in 1751. It is 330 ft above the canyon floor.
Ernest Hemingway and Orson Welles spent many summers in Ronda...both wrote about Ronda's beauty and famous bullfighting traditions. As a matter of fact Orson Well's ashes are buried in a well located spot on the rural property of one of the locals, his friend, retired bullfighter Antonio Ordonez.
Boca asked Bub to walk to the bottom of the gorge for a blog photo op....not so much...but Pleep did abide...
Yes, the architecture is intriguing and very maintained- no wonder the country was going broke. But then again all that refurb brings in the almighty tourist dollar....
It's been almost 3 hours since breakfast!! Annie and Bubs are ready for lunch..
Oh no, another church....
At least the door is interesting....
The tiny streets make for some interesting passing situations...we had to stand back in the doorways.
A friend sent me this pic floating around the Internet...ew....

The "Corrida Goyesca" is a unique and historical bullfight that takes place once a year in Ronda in the Plaza de toros de Ronda- the oldest bullfighting ring in Spain. It was built in 1784 in the Neoclassical style by the same guys who designed the bridge- go Jose Martin de Aldehuela.

My little bullfighter....looks like they are setting up for a bash in the middle of the bullfighting ring. Watch it Bubs- 533 professional bullfighters have been killed in the arena since 1700.

Yes Bub- so you. Since reading Michner's "The Drifters" in college Boca has always want to see the running of the bulls in Pamplona as well. Be sure to get that and the bullfight on the ol'Bucket list Bubs. And do bring the hat. Yes, Bubs it's time to eat...


First stop the Alahambra Palace Hotel....
Oh, very orange.
Bubs, are you constipated?
There's the ALAHAMBR PALACE...right next to our hotel. Sweet.
Inspired by the beauty of the Alahambra this historic hotel is our home for the next 2 nights.
Offering stylish hotel accommodations since 1910...
The Bar is ready for you Miss Boca...King Alfonso inaugurated the join so it should be good to go for you and the PleepBoca eyes a wedding in the works...as a matter of fact Miss Boca, there will be 2 today. Eureka!! double my pleasure, double my fun!!
Is the bed big enough for you Bubs??? Who slept in my bed??? Charles De Gaulle? Eva Peron? Dalai Lhama? Maybe the Spanish National Football Team/2005? And of course Brad Pitt? What's up with that? Every where we go, he's already slept there. Hmm.
During the renovation they were not allowed to touch (remove) the tiles....making Boca dizzy every time she had to....well, you know.
We enjoyed a very fine meal in the hotel dining room,-Motril fishes, valley veggies, fruits from the valley of Lecrin and all kinds of coastal crops to enjoy. The gastronomy was superb.
With a great view of the city....
Some after dinner private entertainment....

You go girl!
Lots of clapping going on while they dance- Pleep so enjoys participating..
and some of the fellow Tauktorians jumped up on the stage to Ole!
Boca was hoping for some "Flamenco nuevo"...characterized by pared down costume (the men often dance bare chested and the women in plain jersey dresses)...but no such luck. Next time....and a good time was had by all. Great job Joe.