Zuheros

Today we  drove for may miles.   There was no way we could avoid a trip to the village of Zuheros.   last year we had been there and were impressed by the castle and the village clinging to the hillside.   On of the features of this part of Spain is the climb up the steep village streets.   Even in Colmenar we have to drive up incredibly steep streets to get to the point where we can take the 7 kilometres scenic route to El Romo.   Zuheros is no exception.   The streets are steep and very narrow.   As we drove slowly up the  streets of Zuheros we went even slower as we followed an elderly man up a narrow street.   I think he had hearing difficulties because he seemed un aware of us driving slowly behind him as he climbed the hill in his home village.

After taking plenty of photos and the odd video we left to drive over to Alhama de Granada.   It is an old town with thermal springs which we did not see.   We drove up and down the narrowest streets I have yet encountered.   Eventually, with our stomachs rumbling at the lack of food and our bladders complaining bitterly, we arrfived in a square with two food outlets.   I fancied House of Diego.   So we orderd a couple of beers and asked for a menu.   Our order was for hake with potatoes and green beans and codfish in a prawn sauce.   The latter was for me and I was not disappointed.   We came away with full tummies and headed for Velez-Malaga near where the Eroski Hypermarket was. 

There we bought our final purchases to see us through and supply us with wine for at least October.

From there we drove back to Colmenar and then Finca Manolo.   When we arrived we discovered that we had once again been adopted by a dog.   She managed to remain here despite two cats who rule the roost.   Later, as we were preparing dinner I heard a "Hello!" from the gate and it was the dog's owner asking if I would let her out.   He was Spanish but I quickly realised he wanted his dog back.   We were glad to be rid of her.   Her name turned out mto be Bessie!   She kept on interfering as I tried to fit the key into the gate's lock in pitch darkness.   I eventually got the lock to open and then let Bessie return to her owner.

By the time we left Eroski with a full tank of petrol we had the final part of our wine which we plan to bring home.   We have made quite a few discoveries in wine so if we are lucky enough to come here again we shall know what to buy.   Tomorrow will be a day of rest by the pool!