
J is for Jerez de la Frontera
The year my grandmother offered me a sherry on Christmas morning, I knew I was growing up. I was 13, … Continue reading J is for Jerez de la Frontera
The year my grandmother offered me a sherry on Christmas morning, I knew I was growing up. I was 13, … Continue reading J is for Jerez de la Frontera
We had arrived at our final stop on our amble through Andalucia in an Audi, and we were relieved to … Continue reading C is for Cordoba
It was our second day in Andalucía. We were coming to grips with driving on the wrong side of the … Continue reading R is for Ronda
“You haven’t booked tickets?” the woman from the tourism office said. “No” we shook our heads, sheepishly. We knew we … Continue reading G is for Granada