Ronda

Leaving Gibraltar was as complicated as getting there. We had the long trudge back through the streets, then across the airfield back into Spain. Border control barely looked at our passports and the xray equipment wasn't even operating - all very causal. Then it was off to catch a bus to the nearby railway station. This station was unfortunately closed for renovations so off we went in another bus to another rail station eventually getting on the train to Ronda. This was very pleasant taking us up in to the Serrania de Ronda mountains. Upon our arrival it was about a 2kms trek to our hotel which I have to say was a welcome sight it being reasonably modern, impeccably clean and extremely well
   
New bridge that joined the old town with the new


New bridge

El Tajo Gorge

Looking down to Old Bridge

Walking down in to the valley

Looking down at the valley below

Sue with a couple of locals

appointed. A few minutes walk away was the Bullring, Plaza de Toros- recognised as the first purpose built space for fighting bulls in the world with the first fight taking place in 1785 - not my thing and I have to say I was pleased just to look around and clear out ASAP. The town of Ronda however, is a real charmer. It straddles the 100 metre deep El Tajo Gorge.  This morning we all went walking with some us going a considerable distance down and through the valley below before returning up to the ridge line and the Ronda township. This afternoon it was time for some retail therapy followed by a pleasant dinner out.  Now all packed ready for our move on to Sevilla tomorrow.
Beverley & Pam in Bullring
Looking back at township

Old Town

Church in Old Town

Strolling streets of Old Town

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  1. Unknown6 May 2018 at 12:43

    I loved my visit to Ronda and have very similar pics to yours did not venture down into the valley though. You are going to be coming home for a rest with all this walking!

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