Isn't it a great day when you know you have nothing to do, nowhere to be, and an entire medieval European city outside your window, waiting to be explored? That's how I felt today. There are neighborhoods from the 600s and fountains that only work during certain hours of the day (different each day, so fun!), a just-discovered yee old public library and prairie path overgrown with yellow flowers of spring, uninterrupted by landscapers or extreme bicyclists. There's a quiet corner of the old Jewish barrio that takes you right up to the great walls of the Alhambra, and a garden filled with imported peacocks and about-to-bloom rosebushes. Granada thrives in the spring, and so do we.