La terraza:
San Miguel Alto:
El mirador de San Cristóbal:
It was a day of goodbyes to my favorite places, but also to my dear friends. In the morning, I met Javier for coffee. Later in the day, I said farewell to Lotfi. Both genuine people that I am sure to see again.
My final sunset was viewed atop Sabika Hill at Carmen de los Mártires and la Alhambra.
Later that evening, Trini and I went to the bohemian jazz café where we met four years previously. I felt so lucky to have spent so much time with her and her family and friends during this trip. Without doubt, a lifelong friend.
Finally, it was back to Plaza Bib-Rambla to spend my final hours in Granada with Delia and Laura. It felt strangely reminiscent of my last night in the city four years ago, as we sat in the living room together and I listened to Delia's most beautiful voice. As the hour grew late, I reluctantly said goodbye to my lovely Spanish family; less tears than last time, but just as heavy a heart. It was then off to the bus station to start the long journey back to Pittsburgh...
El mirador de San Nicolás:
El Albaycín:
San Miguel Bajo:
Later that evening, Trini and I went to the bohemian jazz café where we met four years previously. I felt so lucky to have spent so much time with her and her family and friends during this trip. Without doubt, a lifelong friend.
