Beautified by the surrounding mountains, Granada showed us a little of its country side when we went with a group to the waterfalls. It was actually with a guide, but there was no need for him at all. From Plaza Nueva, you walk to the bus stop to catch 183 to Monachil, then follow the trail up and through the fields toward the sound of rushing water. It was a great hike, but the sun was scorching; once we stopped for lung at a water hole I dipped right in. We passed by many climbers daring to reach the top of the rocks and walked on swinging bridges high above the water. At the larger falls, we stopped again for a swim and quick cool off under the raging pressure of the falling water. While our tour guide smoked a few joints, we all exchanged travel stories and I made friends with one of the climbers' dogs. The rock formations were outstanding and the area is definitely worth stretching your legs for. On our way back, we stopped for tapas- I got my favorite sumo de melocotón and with it came a potato & veggie tapa. We were all enjoying the conversation, when our guide suddenly stands up saying we're going to be late for the bus! And we missed it- had to catch another an hour later and figure out how to get back since our guide decided to go home. Like I said, the guide was unnecessary. Oh well.

Exhausted from the hot and adventurous day, we only went out for a couples tapas once the night hit. The sunset, by the way, isn't until 10 over here. With 3 of us and Reneé, whom we me on the tour, our tapas plates were deliciosos.