Pomegranada.

I just returned from Granada. It means pomegranate in Spanish. Did you know that? I managed to live in Spain for a solid 4 months without knowing that. All the while talking about wanting to visit Granada and walking right past the fruit in the frutería many times. And as everything in my life is a bit Spanglish right now, I thought this title would be appropriate. Thank you, Ellie, for continuing my warm relationship with Spanglish by thinking up this bit of goodness.

What was the highlight?

The Alhambra at sunset?

The view of the city, the Alhambra, and the snow-covered highest peak in Spain from a plaza on the hill? (Which I fondly called the "Bill Clinton Place" for the remainder of the visit)...

The nicest hostel I've ever stayed in, complete with a fantastic flower window over my bed and heated tile floors?

Tea and crepes in the most lavishly-bohemian tetería I've ever seen (complete with lanterns and sequin cushions!)?

Or the segway tour led by an Australian named Bianca?

Right now, I find it impossible to decide. But soon, I'll tell you a bit more about each of those highlights, and maybe even share some pictures. So stay tuned!

But suffice to say, Granada met any and all expectations. What a lovely trip. :)