A circuitous stroll in the warm evening took us from the modern Moorish-style hotel into to centre of Granada.

The streets were heaving. Tapas bars restaurants, and the shops were doing a roaring trade. We found our way to a central square and settled down at a prime table to watch the world go by (and have some dinner).

The night was warm and the square lively with people coming and going, greeting and leaving. Food was good and company (Betty and Barney Rubble) fun.