We travelled to the oldest olive grove in the
region, which is an enclosed and elevated plateau. In winter it is covered in snow. We toured the local olive
oil mill-factory of Almazara to taste a selection of different oils with
locally made farmer bread by dipping the bread into the olive oil. The bread
was nice, but I avoided the garlic olive oil.
We continued to Alfarnatejo, a
quiet town with a population of just 500 people and surrounded by stunning
mountainous landscape. We had a meal with Marie, a local who cooked beautifully, but spoke no English, who served us five courses of food made with fresh, local
produce with flavours typical of the region.
The view from the balcony.
The local emblem is a badger so we
hope it was pork we ate and not badger.
Now it's on to the Alhambra. Built as a citadel by the Moors in the 13th
century, it is a wonder of beautiful gardens, fountains, palaces and stone cut like
lace. This was the last place that the Moors surrendered to the Catholic
monarchs.
The gardens were a relief from the 39 degree heat.
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