cordoba

So now I am in cordoba, in a rather pricy internet cafe, so i´ll offer only the highlights. From Barcalona we flew to Granada but we almost did not make it. My mom organized my whole trip and so she made all the bookings and what not. So we had a plane for 6 from Barca to Granada. We went to see Park Guell and the muisic museum. We went the the airport and were there at around 5. We were looking at the big board trying to find our flight and only after asking the information guy did we realize that what my mother thought was 6 was actually 6 and not 18. The plane had gone almost 12 hours before. We wanted to buy plane tickets for the day after but there was another flight that had been delayed for a couple hours. Waiting in line a guy from ryanair hear my mother talking romanian and decided to get us on that plane since he was Romanian. After about half an hour of back and forth we were finally through inspection.
We arrived in Granada in the middle of the Easter Parade there. Our hotel was right in the middle of the procession, on a hill. So we had to fight our way to get there. The day after my mother since childbirth had this desire to see Alhambra, the Moorsih court in the last Muslim stronghold on the iberian peninsula. So we cauually strolled up a mountain at noon hoping to get tickets. Despite the dire warnings of the voice from above in the ticket office we thought we were going to get tickets. We were in the credit card line and when were ready to pay for the tickets we realized we did not have a pin for any of our credit cards. So we went to the cash only line who´s tickets ran out before we could buy them.
We haded into town to walk around an look and the excessive amounts of Indian imports. By and by we realized that we would need more cash so we headed to a bank. All the banks in town were closed, actually all the banks are closed until Monday. So we had 50 euros cash a hotel cash only bill of 80 euros and no banks. I did not wnat to use my credit card so finally on the second day were were open to find an exchange house that gave us the very reasonable rate of 1.47...
The second day we finally made it to Alhambra albeit in the rain and waiting in line for another 2 hours at 7 in the morning. I must admit is was very worth it.
We next traveled to the rather sad city of Malaga and dipped our feet in the Mediterenian Sea.
Now we are in Corboba and headed for Saville tomorrow, Easter. Apperantly that is the place to be on Easter, after Rome of course.

I´ll write more when I have time and clean this up eventually, perhaps.