There were 7 of us waiting at the stop - a family of four, a couple and myself. I arrived after the couple who were very strange. In fact I was closest to the bus when it pulled up but they ran to get in front of me to get a "better" seat on the empty bus. More on them later... TWO HOURS LATER we were on our way to Ronda...the rest of the time was spent driving along the Costa Del Sol picking up other passengers. Luckily after three hours on the bus and just before we arrived in Ronda we had a 20 minute break. Finally...coffee!!! (and a pee break!) I then came out of my coma and started talking to the lady next to me who was really quite interesting.
Soon we were at the Ronda bus station and our group was split in two which was much better. Off we went on a walking tour.
The old town and new town of Ronda are split by the magnificent gorge known as El Tajo. The gorge is 150 metres (490 feet) deep.
This is the "new" bridge built in 1788.
If you look carefully in between the gorge in the distance you can see one of the "old'' bridges - there are a total of three that go over the gorge.
Established in the 9th century, Ronda is one of the oldest cities in Spain. Ronda means "surrounded by mountains". The old city was established in Islamic times when it was filled with mosques and palaces. It has a colourful history as it was filled with bandits and profiteers. It even has a "bandit" museum - I would have loved to have visited that if I had felt better.
I thought this building's windows were quite striking - no clue what it is.
The Iglesia de Santa Maria la Mayor was originally a mosque but was converted to a Christian church.
The strange couple on the bus were on my walking tour and they kept getting in my way as of course they had to have photos of themselves in front of everything (and no they weren't Japanese).
Did someone say wine tasting?
This is the oldest bull ring in the country and considered the most dangerous as there is no kind of step for the matadors to fling themselves out of the ring to escape the bull. (aww..gee too bad) It is also the biggest bull ring although only holds 5,000 spectators. Apparently it is a mecca for bull fighting fanatics.
There was a museum as well but I gave it a very quick glance and left. I scurried through the gift shop without stopping on the way to the exit.
There are only three bull fights a year in this ring which is enough as our guide said and I agree.
We then had two hours to look around on our own but I was too tired to do that so sat on a bench for a while people watching and then found a cafe and nibbled on a ham and cheese sandwich. I got back to the bus station early so sat outside and had a cafe con leche and the lady I was sitting with joined me. What a fascinating life she has had with having been a photographer for years including in the Bosnian war which forced her to retire from photography. Now she teaches yoga to athletes to aid their performance. She has lived all over the place. Then she asked what I did. Um. Let's see...worked for the telephone company and then the health district...(snore)
The tour guide (who had all the personality of a rock) told us to sit in the same seats when we went back. Well...four couples didn't and sat in the seats where the strange couple sat (two ahead of me) and he went beserk. My seat mate told him to "chill out mate" and he lost it again. She said to me I'd hate to see him react if anything major went wrong. Anyway he made sure everyone got back to their right seats.
The bus wound its way back up the mountain and then down again to the Costa del Sol and soon we were in Marbella where my seat mate was staying. We were then told we were going on a walking tour of the old town which I was not thrilled to hear as I was so tired. By this time I could barely walk so I limped along behind but at least now I don't have to make a trip there.
I liked the look of these benches even if they would be cold and hard to sit on!!!
Back on the bus and finally into Malaga over an hour later. I got a local bus immediately and once back here I went to bed. Exhausted! Was it worth it? Yes. Would I do it again? No!!!