Our first stop was Setenil de las Bodegas, a small town once famous for it’s vineyards and unique in it’s position. While most of the pueblos blancos were built on protective bluffs, Setenil grew out of caves dwellings in the cliffs above the rio Trejo, north-west of Ronda.
For lunch we drove up to Zahara de la Sierra, a charming village nestled in the mountains.
Once a moorish outpost, Zahara’s Arab and Christian history is evident in it’s architecture.
Our next destination was Tarifa on the southernmost coast of Spain, the Costa de la Luz. We were tempted to board the ferry to Morocco, but saved that for another adventure.
This became home for a few days, as we explored the coast by foot, and on horseback.
Not wanting the pueblos blancos tour to end, we discovered Vejer de la Frontera. This quickly became my favorite of the villages with it’s unassuming charm and maze of streets.
Our last stop was one of the oldest cities in western Europe, Cádiz. We became happily lost in the myriad of historic sights, the uplifting sounds of flamenco, and the local tapas.
Beneath an Andalucian sunset, we ended one year and began another. In love & gratitude.
