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RONDA
Ronda sits on a large rock outcropping at the edge of a 400 foot deep canyon in the middle of the bizarre mountain range Serranía de Ronda. Because of the cliffs, Ronda was one of the last Moorish cities to fall to the Crusaders. Ronda is also famous for its bullring, the oldest, and the most beautiful in Spaint.

Ronda is also known throughout Spain for the plunging river gorge which divides the medieval from the 18th century parts of the town. The gorge is known as "El Tajo"; it's spanned by a stone bridge, the Puente Nuevo, which connects the old and new towns. There's Marj looking into the gorge, to see the waters of the River Guadalevín.

Our parador stood at the edge of the gorge. Our first floor room had a small patio, the edge of which was only a few feet from the gorge. But, before going any further with this story, we must tell you about the young man pictured below.
After entering Ronda, we were unable to find our way to our scheduled inn . We were about to give up and take the nearest hotel when Marj spotted Antonio [Antonio Navas Pancorbo] near an intersection and got out of the car to ask directions. Although he spoke English, the directions were too complex for us to follow. So Antonio kindly got into our small car to direct us to the scheduled inn. When after a tortuous descent into a canyon, we arrived at the inn, we wanted to have a taxi come and take Antonio back to his starting point. But he would have none of it and insisted on walking back. You see a photo of him taking off for his home.
The irony of the story is that we did not stay at the inn but, instead, arranged for our accommodations at the parador.

Some sights near our parador: central plaza where everyone is eating all the time; a main walking street where everyone is walking all the time; a guru who sits out on the edge of the gorge all the time

Ronda's park: These pix are from a flea market on one of our days; a second day there was a feminist art crafts show with ladies (all ages) singing, dancing, painting, weaving, etc.

But the pièce de résistance was our day in Grazalema. Click on the tab for our pix:

Grazalema

One day we walked across the Puente Nuevo to explore the old town. Here is a stretch photo of the Gateway of Almocabar. It takes its name from the Arabic word meaning "cemetery" and is tradionally located just outside the city walls. The gateway, constructed in the 13th century, gave access to Moorish Ronda.

We visited the Palace of Mondragon which reflects its Moorish heritage. Before the city was captured by the crusaders in 1485, the legend tells that it was formerly home of the great king Abbel Malik or Abomelic, son of the Morocco's sultan Abul Asan. Few years later after the death of Abomelic, the kingdom of Ronda was dependent on the kingdom of Granada, and it is also known that the last arab governor Hamet el Zegrí lived also at this palace.

On our final evening in Ronda, we had a delicious dinner in a resturant directly across the gorge from our room {first pic). In the second pic, Marj looks back at our parador and, in the third, I am having a delectable white wine .

In a nearby plaza, we listened to a guitar as we gazed at the panorama of the distant mountains.

And, so after a delightful stay in Ronda, we were on our way to Seville, our final destination in Andalucia.

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