Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart and with the full assurance that faith brings, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water.
Hebrews 10:22 NIV
Somehow, it feels like ages ago.
Charles Bridge, Prague. 3 days before Christmas, 2012.
Blog post in response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Nighttime
On the way from Malaga to Seville, we stopped by the small town of Ronda for a few hours. We arrived before noon, and there weren’t many tourists at that hour, which gave us a nice break from the more touristy areas.
“Ronda is the place where to go, if you are planning to travel to Spain for a honeymoon or for being with a girlfriend. The whole city and its surroundings are a romantic set.… Nice promenades, good wine, excellent food, nothing to do…”
- Ernest Hemingway
The most famous sight of the town is the Puente Nuevo. It required a few minutes of walk downslope to see the usual sight as seen on postcards, but it was relaxing and refreshing as most tourists wouldn’t go on to that spot.
I was absorbed in the atmosphere of this place. It wasn’t crowded like Alhambra, neither was it that well-polished, and probably because of this, it felt more like a place still alive from the past. Walking its rugged grounds, I could almost imagine a soldier or two patrolling within the walls.