A new day and I climb up the ladder to the rooftop terrace to survey the domain.
It's cool, and serenely peaceful. I think every creature is still in bed, except the birds.
Even Botz is still asleep as we gingerly let ourselves out of his house, whose only reminder the night before was to shut the door behind us, and not to worry about it being unlocked.
And yes, we just have to test the only phone booth in town ... and it's working perfectly.
Back to our car a hundred metres away, and fitting our bags into our trusty Ford Fiesta 1.4 Diesel is always a challenge. This puppy gives me 20km for every litre of diesel, which is fantastic!
The craggy mountains beckon.
In the distance, somebody builds his mansion in the middle of nowhere.
As we drive along the narrow twisting road back to civilisation, we spot another white village.
And beneath us in a valley, maggot-like sheep forage for food.
The road ahead, and our next stop is the white town of Ronda.
> END OF CARTAJIMA
with those pics Naim... 
