We swapped cars in Malaga – pronounced Marl-aga here rather than Perth’s version Ma-la-ga J – we downsized slightly from a Ford Fiesta to a Toyota Yaris, which was cheaper, zippy to drive and very good on fuel. Then we headed inland.
Travelling inland the temperature rose at least five degrees so air-conditioning was definitely our friend in Granada.
​As usual food was our first priority after booking in to our accommodation, Hotel Saray (www.hotelgrandsaray.com) – a centrally located hotel with impressive medieval Moorish architecture. 
Steve specifically chose it because of the style of the architecture with running water in front of the hotel, in the lobby and gardens.
Hotel staff directed us to what is known locally as ‘Tapas Lane’.
It certainly lived up to its reputation. The narrow street was lined with restaurants all wanting our patronage.
​We followed our noses and settled in at one place with an order of Sangria and accompanying complimentary tapas while we looked tried to decipher the menu. 
With each further drink we received another tapas dish. We were stuffed by the end of our meal and slowly walked back to the hotel.
Based on our routine in other places, what do you think we did next?
​C’mon you know this.
A segway tour of course, with Ensegway again and a lovely fellow named Nacho our second so-named gent in this country.
The difference with this segway tour was that the machines had fat tyres and the tour lasted more than three hours. The reason it was such a long tour was the distance we travelled and the height – up and down hills, up and down wide streets and narrow streets, up and down, up and down.
Granada is located on the side of a hill. There are even homes built into the hill or in caves. We got to have a look inside one such home inside a cave. It was cool, literally and figuratively. In days gone by there were heaps of these cave houses occupied by gypsies. The local council had to step in and insist dwellings install modern conveniences i.e. toilets, bathrooms etc. because sanitation was becoming an issue in the city. Gypsies still live in the caves today. 

The view from the top of the hill was amazing and was a great spot to check out the expanse that is Alhambra more about that in Amazing Alhambra.
As we segway-ed down one of the hills we saw a glimpse of the local Spanish dancers preparing for a evening of entertainment, some located in caves others in halls or restaurant set-ups.
We enjoyed walking up Granada’s tree-d avenue which was on the way from our hotel to the centre of Granada.
More food stuff, we had dinner at a Moroccan restaurant – Steve had a lamb and vegetable tureen and I had a chicken and vegetable tureen, which were delicious. We ood and aaah’d over our dinner while sitting across from an Italian port shop and restaurant.
I found a really good juice shop thanks to Google maps so we overdosed there and we just had to sample the local churros with dipping chocolate. Of course being unfamiliar with the local tradition and the quantity we order way too many and had to sit there and eat ‘most’ of them. We literally rolled out of there.
Summer in Granada is hot and dry and I mean HOT and dry. At times it was stifling and we would be dripping with sweat and had to make sure we walked in the shade and had plenty of water.
Check out more about Granada at Amazing Alhambra and Marvellous Mountains.