Zahara is another small white hill town settled under the old Moorish Zahara Castle.
We climbed and climbed and climbed all the way up to the castle and then, using our hands to feel along the castle’s old stone walls, we climbed up the castle’s steep, dark steps. It was hot, and we were tired, but the views were so worth it.
“The use of traveling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.” Samuel Johnson
