On Sundays in Granada, nearly everything shuts down. It’s the day off for small shop owners, and there’s a law dictating that big businesses close as well to preserve the small shop industry within the city. That left us with a day off, no plans, and not a lot of options.
Sitting around felt like a waste of a day when I think about the fact that I fly home in 97 days, so my friends and I decided to spend our afternoon walking through the Albaicín, the old Moorish district in Granada. And boy, am I glad we did.