Granada - Christmas Eve by Laurie Lee and me!

"On the crest of the hill we sat down, with our backs to the cemetery wall, and looked out across the Vega. This was the highest point in the city, a favourite site for the graves, and the view was tremendous. A thousand feet below us stretched the wide and populous plain, shafted with light and scattered with smoky villages. In the clear air one saw tiny figures, as though in a landscape by Breughel, scampering about in streets and squares. It was Christmas Eve, and a muttering air of holiday came up to us on bursts of the wind."
Laurie Lee "A Rose for Winter"

So many things have changed in Granada and its Vega since Laurie Lee wrote these words. He wouldn't probably find the smoky villages, and the clear air. But the views keep being tremendous, I think!