Oh what the heck? Here are a few more pictures from Granada. A lot of these kind of require explanation.
This struck me as sort of recursive – a picture of a park with a painting of the park in it.
A private rooftop pool and several private rooftop balconies, right? These private roofs kind of lack anything like privacy if any random tourist like me can photograph it from the biggest tourist attraction in Granada. This amused me, for some reason.
This is not a part of a museum or tourist attraction. This is a real and random street in the Albayzin. Picturesque, no?
In Granada, even the graffiti can be intelligent and make a feminist statement. The translation is "I cannot be the woman of your life because I am already the woman of mine.
There was a display of political cartoons in one of the plazas near the end of our stay.
Just because we spent hours at the Mirador doesn't mean we didn't keep ourselves occupied with other things while the sun began to set. Not shown here is Beth's guitar.
Beth has had a thing for pomegranates since before I have known her. When she went to Granada the first time, she completely fell in love with it. The pomegranate is also the symbol of Granada and is as prevalent in that city as the bear and its strawberry tree are in Madrid. Here's just one example, in the upper-right half of the shield.
For our entire stay in Granada, Beth would randomly point at things and ask me, "Do you know what that is?" I tend to study a thing before answering a question like that, so she often answered the question before I could. Eventually, I realized that the answer is ALWAYS "a pomegranate." This apparently applies even beyond Granada, as she was pointing out pomegranates for the rest of our trip. In conclusion, the next time Beth asks me if I know what something is, I think I already know what the answer will be...
This was the last picture we took in Granada, and it seems fitting that it should be that way. The translation is, "Granada with its mercy.