Ronda, Spain

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

 

Checking out the view below, way below

Daddy’s shoulders beat the stroller any day

Oranges, Oranges, Oranges everywhere

 

Perhaps people were shorter the day this door was built?

A trip to Spain mean chocolate churros consumed as much as possible

Ready to dip in. We scarfed them down and went back for seconds.

 

 

 

2 thoughts on “Ronda, Spain

  1. I'm so jealous! I need those oranges. I'm in the process of making orange marmalade and could use some Seville oranges but all I've got is some sale Navels from Raley's. 😦 Yummm! Chocolate Churros. Send some of those my way.

  2. Hey, Jacob, you look like a real cool muscle man in that last shot.Did you guys save me some chocolate churro? I would be afraid a real good rain would make my house landslide into the canyon if I lived there. Do the bulls run free like the deer do here or do the signs mean bull fighting ahead?

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