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    For 37 years I’ve regretted not visiting this town. I finally made it

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    By Karl Quinn

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    For 37 years I’ve regretted not visiting this town. I finally made it

    The return journey is confirmed immediately, but I have to wait for a thumbs up for the outward leg. A couple of hours later, a message lands: no go. The driver is fully booked, or maybe she doesn’t like the look of me, or perhaps she’s changed her plans or just doesn’t fancy a trip with a strange man (fair enough, too); I have no way of knowing, no way of asking. Whatever, I now have a ride back from Ronda but no ride there.

    So I head back to the public transport options, such as they are. Via the UK-based Trainline app, I find I can get a bus from Granada to a little town called Antequera, and from there, a train to Ronda. It will take four hours all up, but I’ll have about that long again in town, just enough time to wander around and see the sights. So I book it.

    The ride through the Andalusian countryside is pleasant – in April, it’s a lush, green and abundant food bowl – and as we pull into Antequera, home to some spectacular Bronze Age burial sites, I spot the railway station, just a short walk from the Estacion de autobus. Perfect. I can grab a much-needed coffee and snack and get there with plenty of time to spare.

    Except it turns out tjat Antequera has two railway stations, and 10 minutes before the high-speed train to Ronda is due to arrive, I realise I’m at the wrong one. The other one is Antequera Santa Ana, which is 11 kilometres out of town. I’ve only gone and missed the bleeding thing.

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