The road to Ronda reminded me of driving on the road to Hana, minus the bull crossing signs and lack of the ocean, bridges and waterfalls. Really it was just the winding road and our GPS kept adding the time on, it felt like we were never going to get there, but we did.
The city of Ronda sits above a step Canyon.
The Puente Nuevo bridge in El Tajo canyon
This little girl can spot a swing from a mile away and because she’s so cute (tantrums involved) we have to stop and give her a push
Outside the Bull fighting Ring this guy tracked us down for a photo, we succumbed