Despite the fact that I spent most of my time in my fluoro orange hostel room as sick as a dog, the parts of Granada that I saw were fairly intriguing.
Take for example the Caves of Sacromente. A number of caves situated along a hillside directly in front of the Alhambra which for many centuries has been populated by gypsies. Though I did not get to party until dawn with the gypsies (oh trust me, I’m going back), I took a few snaps of their erm, casual, spread out, possession-filled lifestyle.
And then I went back to bed.
