The ancient streets of the Albayzin neighborhood are made of stones frozen in sand which makes walking them a challenge, to say the least. Add the frequent hazards of dog shit, plus alien looking masked and helmeted velo drivers who tear past you with little or no regard for your body or theirs and you have a perfect storm of daily threats while searching for that shop that sells really good bread. This warren of narrow, winding streets, with sudden ascents and just as sudden drops, challenge the soul as well as the soles of wary travelers. It is so easy to become hopelessly lost within a few moments of leaving the safety of your home that you should always leave some time for aimless wandering.
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