Ronda, Spain

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.


Closed Door – Alcazaba of Malaga

I went to the Alcazaba of Malaga in the afternoon. To my delight, there weren’t many tourists, and the entrance fee was a mere 0.60EUR with a student card.

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.

New Eyes

New Eyes

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

– Marcel Proust

Next time I leave for a trip, I shall make it a “voyage of discovery with new eyes”. And when I’m home, I hope there’s a change in me. I can see life with changed eyes – new eyes.

Or as usual, I’ll just travel mainly for the photos I can potentially make out of it :p


Perhaps you’d think being up high makes you proud – everything beneath seems so small. But it didn’t. It made me realize I’m one of them. A tiny living being occupying a negligible space in the entire universe, yet surrounded by a Love bigger than one can ever imagine. Isn’t it so humbling and so uplifting at the same time?

Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.

-Gustave Flaubert.