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Ahh! I feel like I always have so much to say, but it gets lost in text, and my fingers move too quickly for my body - out of sheer excitement - and I just can't handle all of the typos! But If you could see me right now I am bursting with JOY. Hardy HAR HAR. Happy Happy JOY JOY. Well... that seems mildly aggressive.. even for me. Like our usual, late and lazy Spanish fashion - on Friday, we decided to go to Ronda for a day trip on Saturday! We booked our bus tickets last minute, as per the usual, and of course began just another spontaneous adventure!This is seriously the most beautiful natural place I have ever witnessed in my life. And these eyes have witnessed a lot, I have to look at myself every day in the mirror, and if that isn't beauty - then what is? But seriously. Ronda kicks my ocean-blue-eyes and sun-kissed-freckles ASS.

Okay! So! Let me just BURST with history and descriptions of this beautiful creation of God. Ronda is about 100 km west of Malaga - it's a little town that is divided in half by this huge valley. The Old town, and the new town. The only way these two areas are connected is by this gorgeous gorgeous bridge. Look HERE..

There are old churches, old bridges, buildings from its Islamic times, Arabic Baths, cayons, valleys, rivers, and so much green. 

Ronda is full of ridiculous history and dates back to the Neolithic Age.. like what!? It was affected by Islamic domination, suffering from the Napoleonic invasion and the Spanish war. In fact, Hemingway's novel For whom the bell tolls describes the execution of Nationalist sympathizers early in the Spanish Civil War. The Republicans murder the Nationalists by throwing them from cliffs in an Andalusian village, and Hemingway allegedly based the account on killings that took place in Ronda at the cliffs of El Tajo.

How is this real life? For a girl that strives on history and comes from such a young,  -and sometimes a quite boring country (the war of 1812 can only be so interesting) - this stuff is GOLD. I adored it. I loved climbing and exploring through the streets and despite my fear of heights I enjoyed tempting my fate and leaning over the edges of the steep cliffs!

And of course, I was with some of my favourite people. I mean, really. Everyone deserves friends like mine!

That's all for now! I hope that you are all surviving the cold! Stay tuned for some photos of Malaga's flood while we were busy culturing ourselves in Ronda!

xoxoxo

-CB