Ah Ronda...there is something about this place. It's like the weight of the world disappears when you are here. You can lose yourself to the views across to the sierra. I went for a wander to the edge of the drop and found a small park backed onto it. There was a guy playing the guitar, and I tell you I could have sat and listened to him, while watching the view, all day. Either that or fallen asleep there and then. But I managed to rouse myself and go see the bridge and explore the otherside of it more as I didn't get a chance last time.
Lots of tour groups, some Spanish others mainly Americans so I hid in the cafe that is down below the bridge. This time a wine wasn't what was called for..g&t time. And food of course. then back to the hostel and passed out in the deepest sleep i have had for a long while. Obviously this is where I have been going wrong..instead of abstaining from the booze I should have been embracing it.
Before dinner I went for a walk and caught the sunset over the mountains. There are some images that will stay with me when this is all finished and that was one. I really don't have the words for it and the pictures I took just don't do it justice.
Earlier on I found a veggie restaurant! So am being a good veggie and supporting the cause tonight. It might not be authentic Spanish but it's Damn good.