Granada and the Sierra Nevada

Eric and Nuria invited us to celebrate Christmas with them and their family in Granada. We stayed in a fantastic hotel on the main square and spent our first evening in a wondeful tapas bar nearby where I tested the 'tail of the bull'. Bright and early the next morning we drove off into the snow covered mountains of the Sierra Nevada. Nuria had booked a restaurant for lunch but we spent most of the day in the snow. Without a doubt Jackie and myself had the most fun on the sleds and even though it was mighty chilly we spent over an hour racing down the slopes with Christina and Lucia, Nuria's daughters.

Granada has a really fantastic atmosphere and I honestly think that the fact that it was Christmas made no difference. We walked the streets, up to the wonderful Albayzin, through the Alhambra and into a few of the beautiful churches. Our hotel had a great balcony overlooking the square below. Every evening as the last rays of the sun vanished from the white mountains in the distance, a million swallows would burst into the trees below us and sing excitedly about their respective days. A beautiful place at any time of the year!