Sexi in rome
Sexi in rome
This is a relatively new feature in the town, dating back to the 16th century, although the water flows through Roman channels.
If it hadn't been for the flamenco music blasting from the radio, I would have sworn I was in the Caribbean.I walked back along Salobreña's long beach, which is popular with the citizens of Granada in the summer and at weekends (the city is only 45 minutes away).Arriving at the foot of the crag, I started to climb through the steep, cobbled streets of the old town towards the castle at the top of the hill.Leaving the castle, I traced the line of the former town wall, which used to curve around the rocky hilltop.The clichés came thick and fast as I meandered back down through the lanes: brightly painted pots of geraniums crammed on to windowsills, cats dozing on doorsteps, tinkling fountains and black-clad old ladies scuttling to the market clutching battered baskets.It is worth the slog up the hill just for the view of the mountains, the sea and the plain.
During the centuries of Arab rule, sugar cane, rice and bananas were the main crops, but the mountainsides were also terraced and the vines, almonds and olives that were planted are still grown today.Custard apples were first planted here in the 18th century, after a local dignitary, who had been serving as Viceroy of the Philippines, brought home some seeds. It still has the feel of an Arab medina, but Almuñécar's Roman heritage takes pride of place, this time in the form of the Cueva de los Siete Palacios, a vaulted structure that was built into the side of the hill in the first century and now houses the archaeological museum. The streets were steep, roughly paved, and crossed by crude little arches, while the square was like a cobbled farmyard."He described his return in the early 1950s in A Rose for Winter, and this time he was seduced by the strange beauty of the place, particularly at daybreak and dusk: "Each dawn brought the same sensations, the same dry whiff of ancient shores, the same slow Eastern look into the worlds of Egypt and the Phoenicians . The cliffs and mountains soaked up the sunsets like red sponges and the distant ragged edge of the Sierras shone blue as a blunted saw."Half a century later, with the growth of tourism and the success of the tropical crops, the atmosphere in Almuñécar is altogether more buoyant.Laurie Lee lived here for six months in 1936, just before the outbreak of the Civil War, and wrote about his experiences in As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning. The tiny streets and squares of the old town are crammed with interesting shops and open-air bars that are packed on summer nights.The Romans came to Southern Spain at the time of the Second Punic War between Rome and Carthage in 218 BC as part of the process of subduing the Phoenician settlements along the coast.The Phoenician Colony in Almuñécar was first established about 800 BC and had developed for six hundred years into an important town with the name of Ex or Sexi and with an existing fish curing industry that was already a major supplier of Greece and Rome.Giving the town the pseudonym of "Castillo", he described it as " . Wandering down the curving Calle Real, I came upon an extraordinary fountain.