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A true breakfast of champions, served just up the street from our hotel in London. I'm certainly not getting this in Spain - I can't yet complain about the food here, but they certainly don't believe in breakfast like this.

Lonzo and I watched the changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace. Shortly after, it began to rain. Hard. Loni didn't have a raincoat and mine was actually a ski jacket. So here we huddled on the sidewalk by the gate, waiting for the rain to pass so we could grab a cab to take us home.

The hotel in london that we stayed at. We moved our way down quite a bit in our travels: the Lord Milner is a 5star hotel in the Belgravia part of London, a posh, upscale neighborhood we shared with the likes of Margaret Thatcher and the Buckingham Palace. In Granada we stayed in an apartment on the top of a cobble-stoned hill, and in Cádiz, a hostel room we shared with a dynamic seven roommates.

A better picture from the Granada post: Spanish villas overlooking the Alhambra are impossibly photographic. I wouldn't mind spending the weekend vacationing in one of those.

This is one shot of the Alhambra, the moorish castle in Granada. I took a panoramic of the complete hill but I'll have to learn to stitch it together before I can send it. It seems the magic surrounding Granada owes to the way that its buildings catch the light. In this one shot, you can appreciate the contrast between the olive green trees and the dark shadows they cast with the mountain blue of the sky and the golden light that the Alhambra emits in the sunset. The landscape reminds me of that of Northern California, which is very reassurring. Can't wait to get back here to Granada. In the meantime, I don't mind studying spanish in this fun little beach town. Cádiz is like the spunky and spicy backup singer cooing in the background of the main attractions of Andalucía, namely Sevilla, Granada and Córdoba.