Spain Trip Part IV: Ronda

We sadly left our wonderful hosts and the colorful and vibrant Sevilla and headed for Ronda. Ronda is a medium-sized town perched on the top of cliffs and straddling a 300-foot canyon. We had booked a room outside of town in a B&B situated in the middle of a working olive farm. The whole family was immediately enchanted by the pool, gnarly olive trees, horses, wonderful farm house, views into the mountains, and especially for the kids, the many friendly dogs who lived there. Liv and Noah quickly joined the dog pack and were either leading or following their furry friends at all times. Rachelle and I enjoyed a walk and enjoyed the views through the fields to the snow-capped peaks, the sun, and the fresh air. Rachelle and I were repeatedly chastised by the kids for only staying 1 night in this peaceful retreat, which was their favorite part of the Spain trip.

We spent the evening exploring Ronda before finding a recommended restaurant for dinner. At this restaurant, the waiter asked us about our general food preferences (grilled or steamed, vegetarian, etc.) and then disappeared. We saw no menus and before we could request them, food was brought to our table. The food was wonderful and kept coming until we said that we had had enough. As was customary in many of our dining experiences in Spain, after we had paid but before we were allowed to leave, Rachelle and I had to each drink a shot of some unknown and often sweet alcohol.

After a wonderful breakfast at our farmhouse, we returned to Ronda for further exploring. We found a mine, which was a secret military structure constructed by the Moors. We followed the zigzagging steep stairs and tunnels, which are carved into the rock down 180 feet to the river at the base of the gorge.

We said goodbye to Ronda and Noah and Liv's dog pack and headed to Malaga for our last night before heading back to Bath. All in all, we agreed that Spain had the best weather, yummiest food, and warmest people that we have met on our travels.