After our wild day in Morocco, it was off to Granada, but not without experiencing the town we stayed in. Tarifa was a cute little town right on the southern tip of Spain. It had beautiful beaches and plenty of wind (probably a necessity for the wind/kite surfing capital of the world). The old town was white washed and had a cozy feel. The newer parts of town had streets lined with surf shops. All in all the town had a relaxed feel and I would gladly spend some lazy days there.
On our way to Granada, we stopped off in a little resort city called Nerja. The Canadians we met in Morocco spend a lot of time in the south of Spain. They suggested that we stop by Nerja on way through the Costa del Sol. We're quite glad that we did. Nerja is home to the Balcony of Europe, a peninsula that is surrounded by beaches and beautiful, blue water.
We checked out the Balcony and spent some time on one of the beaches. We managed to find a little beach, which we got all to ourselves. Our own little private beach. The beach was pebbly and very warm. The water was a little cool and very salty. Stu actually managed to float (which apparently has never really happened before). It was 28 degrees on the 27th of October, so we spent some time just basking in the sun. When we started to lose our heat, we headed on out.
Our last stop before Granada was the Nerja caves. These caves house the largest stalactite-stalagmite column in the world. It has a couple of gigantic underground caverns. Seriously, these caverns could be compared to stadiums. In point of fact, one of the caverns is used as a venue for concerts and flamenco shows. For the second time this trip, we proved our worth (at least to ourselves) as spelunkers.
After the caves, we drove off to Granada, with a beautiful sunset to keep us company.
Hasta la proxíma vez,
Kathlene y Stu
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