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original entrance to the palace, built in 1348.
So, this blog will be split into two, as usual.
We woke up early to get to the Alhambra before it got really hot. It was nice and cool on the walk up the hill, but quickly hit 99 degrees.
This is in the wrong spot, but it's ok.
Here I am at the entrance to Alhambra.
We had to pick up our tickets for the Nasrid Palaces, which have a specific time slot. We wandered around getting lost and not finding the office for quite a while, but eventually found it on the other end of the grounds from where we entered.
A cute little door.
A larger, interesting door.
Some background information: It was originally built in much smaller form in 889 and then renovated 11th century, then became a royal palace in 1333 by a Sultan. It was a palace for Sultan's until they were driven out during the Reconquista.
It is said that the last prince, a 13 year old boy, cried while leaving and his mother said to him, "You cry like a girl instead of fighting like a man."
Later, Napoleon took it over. When he lost the palace, he attempted to blow it up, but was unsuccessful.
And also, a view of the Alhambra.
That's part of the old wall to the city.
It is a lovely nostril shot.
And this is where it's good to have a phone that allows you to see when you're taking a picture of yourself, though my head is still tilted upwards with great strain.
And here I still managed to cut of my own head. Probably trying to reduce the chance of another nostril picture.
The rest of Alhambra will come in an almost finished post, but I'd like to take the time to show a couple pictures from my phone I forgot to put in the general Granada blog.
For those of you that are friends with me on facebook, I have a Viking Hat that I take with me when I travel. I found it while traveling in Ireland and bought it because it was hilarious. Immediately, it became the thing that we must take pictures of wherever we go. It has been with me and had photos take of it in 18 countries. It would be 19, but I forgot it BOTH times I went to Japan for weekend trips.
Anyway, we realized early in the morning that I did not have a Granada viking hat photo. So, Allison and I went out early in the morning before our train to Cordoba to take a picture with the hat.
Allison had an enormous bug bit on her leg. And for some reason they were cleaning the smooth brick square with water early in the morning.
We took the picture. As I was walking back to her to get my phone, I said, "Eww Allison, you bug bite is enormous."
And then immediately fell to the ground.
Allison claims it was my fault for saying ew to her bug bite. I say that I was just making sacrifices for the sake of a picture.
Also Allison's bug bite was enormous. It was like half her leg. Rivaled only by my bug bite in Austria a couple weeks later.
Also, clearly, they were NOT doing a good job of cleaning the streets. I mean really, that's gross.
The fall was quite a dramatic display of sprawled limbs on the ground. I would say it was embarassing, but it happens so often it really isn't anymore. About a week after I got to Seoul, I was at Costco with my friend, Ben. It started raining and he joking said, "Oh Lauren, be careful, you're going to fall!" And I said, "Hey, no I'm not!" Crash, slip, boom. I immediately slipped off a curb and fell a good distance to the ground.
Blood everywhere. I'm pretty sure I will be scarred, based on the state of my knee.
Unrelated to the fall, my arm looked like this for much of the trip. I bruise easily. Apparently carrying a carry-on suitcase was too much for my arm. The scratch was from an angry thorn at the Alhambra. I was walking by and it attacked me.
Last but not least, some beautiful street art I found while wandering around Granada.