Fall is slowly creeping into southern Spain. It's horribly hot here in the summers, I tell people living in Granada for the weather is overrated. It scorching in the summers, and bone-chilling to the core in the winters.

So why do people live here? Apparently this area has been populated for literally thousands of years. History tells us the Phonecians, Romans, Greeks, Carthians, Moors, and finally Catholics have at one time claimed this to be home.

Finally though, the weather is not so hot and we can breathe again. The next blogs I hope to showcase more of my photos regarding Spain. I'll also return to the Africa theme later on this month.

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