Granada and a head cold.

 Granada and a head cold. 

 

Today is Wednesday.  Day 20. 

When I was in Madrid, I ate a lot of fast food. Mostly because I wanted to eat earlier (most places open at 6p or 7p) and I didn’t want to sit for a long time.  I found the menus differ and small things are different, such as the condiment on the burger.  At a Taco Bell, they didn’t have burritos, but they did have cerveza, which went really well with the taco thingy I had. The reason I mention fast food, is there is always so much salt.  Especially on the fries.  

I blamed all that salt on my dry mouth at night while I was trying to sleep.  I woke up on Monday with a dry and sort of sore and scratchy throat.  Not bad, no sniffles or cough.  Maybe too much salt. Maybe allergies since I went to the botanical gardens.  Took an allergy pill and all was well. Tuesday, no sniffles or coughs, so maybe rest my throat and drink lots of water.  

A group dinner was scheduled that I didn’t want to miss.  I felt better and on Tuesday night 14 of us taxied to Carmen Las Tomasas restaurant in the Albaicin District.  Not only was it a good dinner, but the views were also fantastic.  

      View of the Alhambra from St. Nicolas Square.  And, no, I didn't reserve tickets soon enough to get in. 
                                                            That is me, dressed for dinner. 

                  I was sitting where I could watch the sun do down on the Alhambra. Left to right: Jim (Florida), Rich (Guide from Washington), Dan and Julia (Ill. and Julia is my buddy). 


I sat between Tony and Andrew. Andrew was an attorney, now retired, who was there with his wife and their adult daughter.  Andrew knows a lot about waste management and the water district, since he was a litigator for them in our area (although he was from Texas at the time).  He knew what Morgan Hill was! N the other side of me sat Tony, who I have had the pleasure of talking to on the high-speed train (I guess all the solo travelers sat with Rich on the train in a four-person set-up). 

Tony does like to talk about himself.  He talked a lot about the movies and said he had academy awards.  I asked him if he worked in films and he said he was an actor.  Oops. Should I know you? Turns out he a bit actor and had parts in 12-Years a Slave, and many other shows I didn’t watch (American Horror series and now Bad Monkey). He is about 74 years old but only got his start in acting about 20 years ago when the film industry shifted from California to the South.  New Orleans.  I think he was in NCIS-New Orleans, which Sue and I watched faithfully. 

After dinner, Tony surprised us with a song from an opera he was in.  All the patrons stopped eating to listen. I told him I needed an encore from him so I could get my video camera out…He reminded me he is a SAG member and would have to charge me. LOL.  He has a good sense of humor.  I think he was joking. A nice guy, but kinda full of himself. 




The views were beautiful, and we walked back to the hotel from the top of the hill, past the North African stores and restaurants.  Granada has a very different vibe than Madrid and all the other cities we have been to.  


The next day, Thursday, today, as I am writing this now, I woke up with that pesky sore throat, no sniffles, no cough though.  I left the hotel in search of a pharmacy. Spent $14 on a decongestant. By the time I got back to hotel room about 5p, I had sniffles and a cough.  I am blaming the pharmacist--just because I am mad I have a full-blown head cold!!!

 

It was very hot today. I tried not to over-do it.  I took the local bus to different parts of the city.  Easy day. 

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  1. This is Diane. Sorry you aren't feeling well. I knew you would enjoy southern Spain, terrific architecture. Your adventures are fun to read especially when you feature some of your fellow travelers.

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