Our group consisted of 4 people: Reka, Zsofi, Matteo and me. We started our journey from mechanical workshop, where we parked our bus in order to change the engine. We were quite optimistic about reaching the place on foot until we asked locals about the distance and directions. 3, 9, 15-20 kilometers... It was like a jackpot - you never knew which response you will get. But it was a good push to try to talk to people, as later it turned out that it's not as easy as it seems. We ended up walking around industrial zone for a few hours, finally deciding to jump in the bus and not risk to miss out on any more precious time from investigation itself.
We took the bus 122, to get out of Maracena district and found ourselves by a huge Granada university complex. Busy streets, tourists, people in a rush... We stopped for a quick coffee and followed directions to Sacromonte. On our way, again we spoke with many people, making sure that we are not getting lost. Again, various answers, even laughs. But it is so extremely wonderful to climb endless stairs, zigzag through little pathways, Arabic influenced houses and enjoy panorama of Granada! Nowadays, people are easily spoiled, there are at least 10 different bus services bringing you straight to the top, besides, according to your needs, everything is sorted well ahead. Are you here for a Flamenco show? A car will pick you straight from the hotel. Are you here to try tapas? Numerous cafes have buffets pushed to the window cell with mouth-watering dishes. 10 Euros and you can stuff yourself with Spanish delicatessens. Easy tourist life. We seek something else.
We stopped nearby Placa Largos, to fill up out water bottles. While sitting there, having a cigarette, we noticed an extremely interesting personality and got curious. Matteo approached him by asking if it's alright to take a portrait of him. After a couple of moments, we were already following Mario towards the caves while being soothed by stories about pilligrimes and the importance of the abbey by the caves. We were all excited, not knowing what the future will bring. Surprises flourished as soon as we started climbing the mountain. I noticed many house-like structures, rubbish around, it seemed like people don't really take ownership of the place and I questioned why it could be so. Is it because of the amount of tourists passing by? Is it because the space itself is very open, plain and people are trying their best to keep some private space, private order? Is it the frustration of hard life here or is it just easy-going mood, not taking it as an issue?