Curiosity brings an American writer to Southern Spain, during the spring of 1829. He makes a rambling expedition from Seville to Granada in company with a friend. In his book ‘Tales of Alhambra’, Washington Irving compiles his accounts of his travels and adventurous companionship across Andalusia. He tells us how he wandered the Sierras, elevated their sunburnt summits, indulged in al fresco siestas and traversed the voluptuous features of Spanish landscape. As the pages meet my eye, nostalgia hits me hard. Irving’s illustrious descriptions were so dear to my recollections of Alhambra. Flipping through the book, each chapter transported me into the chivalric days of Granada where I felt like I was treading the scenes of an Arabian tale, surrounded with splendour and refinements of Moorish opulence and artistry. read more