We caught the number 33 bus (though we could have also caught the number 3) from the bus Station to Granada Centro (by the Cathedral) for €1.20 each. We had to stand as it was rammed but at that price, running every ten minutes and punctually,why wouldn’t people use the bus?
When we got off there was a number 3 waiting at the next stop so we hopped on paid the €1.20 again and were whisked off through Old Granada streets up the hill to the Palace.
At the top we joined a queue for tickets but all of the general tickets (€14) were gone, the best we could get was tickets for the gardens at €7 each so we opted for that. We tried to book tickets for the Palace tomorrow but they wouldn’t sell them, if we want to come back we have to come tomorrow morning and take a chance.
The visits are split into different groups, with General being the most diverse, but they do a Morning, afternoon and Evening session in each venue so we are waiting in the sun (and it’s warm) for 1400hrs when our visit to the gardens begins.
It seems a bit more planning is needed if you want to see all that is on offer, but we aren’t geared up for that so it’s just pot luck what we see, if we get there in the first place.
We sat around for an hour till the afternoon session began, then joined the queue to have our ticket scanned and enter the grounds. Initially. This was quite exciting, we scaled some of the fortified towers which gave spectacular views across Granada or in the other direction, toward the snow capped mountains but this soon lost it’s appeal and we quickly tired of looking at stone walls or flower beds that are better done at Torquay.
In truth, unless you have tickets to go into the Palace’s there isn’t much to see or do and on balance I’m not sure the gardens are worth €16 and three hours of my time.
We did buy the worlds worst (and possibly hardest) Tuna sandwich which consisted of nothing other than bread and Tuna and there wasn’t much Tuna. Jaki had a beer and I had a decaf coffee which was in fact a glass of warm milk and a coffee sachet. So, advice for future visitors, if you can’t get good tickets, don’t go,nifty you go take a good picnic, if you don’t take a picnic,wait till you get out to eat cause the food is a rip off.
The Camp site has grown on me over night. What it lacks in charm it makes up for in convenience, it’s actually in Granada, right next to the central bus station.
Opposite is a huge, supermarket and a shopping mall. It’s surrounded by bars and restaurants and the one on site offers cheap food with the menu of the day a staggering €9.
The showers and toilets are clean, have everything working (no tricks) and plenty of space so you can sit down to put on your shorts.
The guy in reception this morning was really friendly and helpful (I need a new tyre and there’s a tyre fitters opposite but access to it is difficult as there’s a height restriction) he has offered to phone the tyre fitters and speak to them if I get in difficulty.
Since writing this I’ve been in the Tyre centre and arranged to have a new tyre fitted on Monday at 1200. Though this does rely on me finding a parking slot on the street where they will change the tyre for €135 which I think is reasonable. So Monday we will check out and attempt to get the new tyre fitted.
Even the plots that looked a bit scruffy yesterday look alternative and natural today. There is traffic noise, there are barking dogs but this seems to be a staple. r