Pablo & Judi Kauffman

A number of things have happened the past couple of weeks. The Wed. hikes continue. This one took us over the hill in the back, across this aqueduct,

And past this set of buildings. It was built in 1882 and belongs to the family of the shoe repairman that lives below us. In its heyday a number of families lived there, taking care of the farm. Now it’s practically abandoned.

On down the road is a little “town” (reminds me of Resaca, OH!). Juan Antonio (the shoe repairman) told me that a number of years ago the decision was made to build a new church instead of repairing the old one. Surprising?

On the way down we went past an abandoned gold mine, built by the French, many years ago.

The hike ended in this little town with narrow, flowered streets.

Phil & Twila Weber and their family were in town for a couple weeks to visit Kevin & Wendy. They invited us all out for supper.

Amanda liked this black spaghetti with shrimp

Judi and I celebrated our 32nd anniversary by attending an outdoor ballet featuring the Gypsy Romances of the famous Granada poet, Federico García Lorca, accompanied by flamenco music. Great program!

The next night we accompanied our friends, Jorge & Angélica,

to this little chapel at the top of an extinct volcano,

Where we had an awesome view of Granada at night.

Judi and I celebrated her 60th birthday with a Sunday breakfast at Kevin & Wendy’s

Their daughter, Ellie, is a study in moods. I called this one “I’m not sure”

Would this be “maybe?”

“Maybe not” You might try your own captions!

New, creative graffiti seems to be sprouting up in the city. Nice painting of the Alhambra!

Our hike today took us to a new place (for me), up the hill. (It always starts by going up!)

The peak in the background is called the “fish’s mouth.” Can you see it? Don’t worry, I can’t either!

The flat-top mountain in the background was where we hiked last week.

It just gets better the higher you go. Somewhere down there is where we live!

Break time, again.

Another view at the top of the hill

The way down was pretty steep. It would have been quite a ride in a vehicle, with the switchbacks and no guardrails; it was hard enough walking!

At the bottom was this swinging bridge.

So, life goes on in Granada.