Spain: Volume 6

All this Spain blogging is getting a little out of control, wouldn't you say? I am sure the proverbial you is nodding in agreement. I promise, its coming to an end. Got to document it!


Ronda

The next day we headed out to the city of Ronda. It was about an hour away and if you have ever even had a hint if car sickness before in your life, you would be retching on this drive through the narrow and windy mountain roads. Poor Ali threw up countless amount of times. This is most decidedly my favorite place we went to in Spain. It was so worth the car sickness and to think we almost passed it up b/c we weren't sure of its see-worthiness. :)

Again, the gorgeous European streets. This one only for walking/shopping. No cars allowed.

This is us standing on the famous bridge that you will see in the below pictures. Its one of the top tourist sites in Spain. GORGEOUS.

Looking out from the bridge. The mountains and buildings in Ronda were breath-taking. Absolutely stunning.

The bridge crosses over this very deep and narrow canyon that you can KIND of get an idea of here.

This is a cheese ball pic Jason wanted to take b/c these roses were gorgeous and in full bloom.

Check this out. WOW. Jason and Billy and Ali hiked down a path to the bottom of the crevasse to take this pic of the bridge from below.

The city of Ronda is famous for its orange trees (which apparently aren't good and shouldn't really be eaten) and its beautiful people. Interesting. That's what the tour book said.

That night we rushed back to our hotel to catch the Flamenco dancing show at the hotel.

All about the drama these flamenco dancers are. Their facial expressions looked like they took exercise.

Of course, the best part of the show was when Jason got pulled out of the audience and had a little fling with one of the dancers.

Just a little booty shaking Spanish style.