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Paradors of Spain - What is a Parador?

I love a good Parador. Whatever city I visit if there is a Parador there I have to go, if only for coffee, or depending on the time of day, a beer. The older they are the better I like them. Modern buildings don´t tick my boxes so much, but once inside a Parador is a Parador. A touch of good ol´ service and reliable standards. Gredos Parador Founded by King Alfonso XIII, there are at present there are 96 hotels in the government run chain, a few less than when my passion for them began! Five are located in the Canary Islands, one each in Ceuta and Melilla (Spainish territories in Northern Africa) leaving 89 on mainland Spain - I haven´t been to them all, not even nearly, but have been to most of the 19 in Andalucia. There is now also one in Portugal, There are urban ones, country ones and historical ones in incredible locations and gorgeous buildings.  The first one opened its doors in 1928 and then grew under Franco´s regime to one in every province (there are 50 provinces, in 17 regi

South (West) of Granda - Güejar Sierra

The early morning orangey-purple hue silhouetted the mountains of varying shades of grey. Darkness slowly abated and the day before sunrise promised another blue Andalucían sky.

I was heading south to Güejar Sierra to check out a campsite and only on the road at that time of day as my son was off on a school trip to Seville and had to be at school by 6am. Not my favourite time of day.

So there I was on an explore-trip in the dark, becoming-light, a rare occurrence for a lover of lie-ins. But what a spectacular drive. The glistening snowy peaks of the Sierra Nevada Mountains rose as a backdrop and the sun began to rise casting an orange glow around.

By 7am it was light and by 8am the sunglasses were on, a necessity not pose and Güejar Sierra on the northern slopes of Sierra Nevada nearby.

These northern slopes are a less visited so pretty-much-non-touristy spot, but saying that there were plenty of Dutch cars at ny destination campsite.


I had my eldest sons camera as the youngest had taken mine, as promised to Seville, and being me I didn´t bother with the settings ´cos mine is ok. His was on an obscure setting that I still don´t understand (and daren´t ask again) that´s why all my fotos are in sepia de blue.

That´s another way of saying useless, but they are what I have so here´s another one.


Shame the glistening white peaks of the Sierra Nevada don´t show, but they were pure shimmering white in the 8.30am light.

To be continued.....

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