A weekend in the most awesome of Andalusian cities
Before Christmas I'd gone to the Arctic Circle for a weekend. I'd had a great time, but after only three days, the lack of daylight got to me and I felt that I would slip into a morbid depression if I didn't see the sun soon. I rebalanced myself by heading south after Christmas, to Granada.
The air was cool and fresh when I arrived. It may have been winter but it was warm enough to sit outside, and so I explored the cafes of the Albaycín, and found views over the city. I found my way to Plaza San Miguel Bajo. From here I could see most of the city, and the blue haze that was hanging over it.