Day 12

Granada
warm & sunny
We are taking the bus back to Granada, make a 2nd futile attempt at visiting the Alhambra, realize, get slightly irritated by the fact that our Granada hostel is 13km outside(!) of Granada, buy more Peñascal to drown the sorrows, take the bus out to Quentar and are completely bowled over by the beautiful Hostel Fundalucia. We don't want to go home. Ever. Then it starts to rain.

translation: Whether you vote red, blue, green or white - in the end the bank's always the winner.