Ah, Granada, Spain. A place that immediately stole our hearts. A city of tiny winding alleys climbing up a hillside. Where the breathtaking views are as common as the Moorish doorways leading to quaint gardens. We fell in love in a big way with this ancient city. We spent an entire day walking through narrow cobblestone streets in the Albaicin Quarter and for a moment, closing our eyes, we felt as if we had journeyed to Morocco. The stalls full of glass lanterns, the itty bitty tea shops glowing with candlelight and incense- this charming district is full of mystery, romance and be.still.my.heart. architecture and vistas.
We stayed in the sweetest hotel, Room Mate Leo, in the center of the city, where we were upgraded to a room with a gorgeous patio overlooking the rooftops of Granada. We stayed up into the wee hours drinking Cava and eating pastries huddled under a blanket we purchased from a Moroccan shop keeper.
But perhaps the best part of our journey to Granada (and possibly the whole trip)? The evening we spent in the historic Arabic baths. Lit entirely by pathways of candles and glowing lanterns, this underground sanctuary of caves was pure heaven. Pools ranging from steaming hot to cold to luke warm (meant for alternating between to remove toxins) are set in the most romantic atmosphere (where, sadly, no photos are allowed). We sipped delicious mint tea and spent two hours relaxing on hot stones and soaking in the pools. If ever you find yourself in Granada, this is a must do experience.
See you in Sevilla!