It was located on the outskirts of Granada but is now within the city. The property is a park and the house is a small museum. In his room, they have the desk at which he wrote many of his most famous works.
English writer Gerald Brenan returned to Spain in 1949, among other things to find Lorca’s grave. The whereabouts of Lorca’s remains is still a mystery. He was one of the first victims of thw civil war, as was his brother-in-law, who was the Mayor of Granada. Lorca was told to flee but refused. In his book The Face of Spain, Brenan speaks with a number of people in Granada about Lorca and his execution. No one will ever know exactly how many people were murdered. At first, they were buried in mass graves in the cemetery on the Alhambra hill; later, they were trucked up into the mountains to be shot and thrown into the gorges.
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These are some great photos I found on the Internet. They give an idea of the feel and magic of the city. This is right in the city center.
This river separates the old part of the city to the north from the newer section to the south. Our regular bus stop was just to the right.
During the hottest part of the year these large pieces of cloth are hung above a number of the narrow streets in the old part of the city.
This is a view of the old city from the Alhambra. It really is that wonderful.
One tradition I wasn’t aware of involves all the groom’s friends dressing up in the same outfit. We have seen groups dressed as bullfighters and other characters. These guys were with Aladdin (not in the picture).
Every Saturday we have been in a town center we have also seen at least one bride walking around in a wedding dress and posing for photos in historic or eye-catching public places.
We’ve both fallen in love with this city. I visited it when I was young but never got to know it like I have now. Like most places I have seen these past few months, it has modernized without losing its heart or its essence. Spain seems to have caught up with the rest of Europe without forfeiting many of the best things about it.
Andalusia remains spectacularly attractive, from its natural beauty to its Moorish heritage. It’s easy to understand why there are so many ex-pats living here, most of them hidden away in picture-postcard villages in the many valleys among the mountains.
The Alhambra is Spain’s No. 1 tourist attraction. We had to spend a day there but the endless stream of visitors rather took the shine off it. As in Córdoba, what the Moors left behind is far superior to what the Christians tried to put in its place.
The world-famous lions are back after some restoration work. This was the area reserved for the harem and their master.
Another place that was new to me, about an hour’s drive east of Granada. Look it up and read about it. Thousands of cave houses, and caves once inhabited by cavemen.
As a young man, I assumed would spend a lot of my life in Spain. After “best laid plans” and all that, it didn’t happen. I ended up much further away from home. Well, this year unexpected things occurred and I find myself back in Spain for the first time in 38 years. And not only back in Spain but in my favorite bit of it: Andalusia.
It’s been a real homecoming for me, and my wife is also enjoying getting in touch with her roots. A visit to Córdoba and the Mezquita was inevitable. The Patio de los Naranjos. The Moors’ palm trees were supposedly replaced with organge trees to please the queen, Isabel la Católica.
When I entered the main building, it took my breath away – I literally gasped.
This was the view from La Calahorra, the tower at the south side of the Roman bridge that is now a small but very interesting museum.
More to follow…