My first day in Granada.

Granada, Spain.

When I checked into my hostel in Granada the guy at reception said “woah, you’re staying for a long time.” It’s true. It seems a place that most people only book for 2 to 3 nights and I had booked 7. Outside of the Ahlumbra there is really nothing much else to see.

He asked me what I planned to do for a week. “Just chill,” I said.

I love travel but the act of traveling is something I could do without. I hate packing my bags because despite the fact that I have bought nothing each time less and less seems to fit. I hate trying to buy transportation (in fact this week when I went to buy a bus ticket to Madrid for Friday I ended up being sold a ticket to Montril for that night). I hate leaving and saying good bye and getting lost. So I’m not one to want to change places every two days.

I had never even intended to come to Granada. I was going to head straight from Sevilla to Madrid and spend two weeks there. But in Sevilla everyone I met told me to go to Granada, that it’s beautiful, that I wouldn’t be disappointed, that the food is cheap.

And I was sold.

After cramming my bags into a locker I wandered about a little to get a feel for the town. And even after such a short time, I could definitely see that it would be one place that might just live up to its hype.

My first day in Granada. Granada, Spain.

Bucket List Idea: Travel to Granada, Spain.