We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I will assemble my Granada pics soon, I hope. It was a good hike down the mountain on which Alhambra sits, then back up another big hill while getting lost in the maze of the old Moslem quarter (got together with a lost German couple and a lost sweet Turkish gal to form a search team) to reach this evening view of the Alhambra from the mirador.
When I worked in Trinidad, one of my work colleagues was a secretary from Grenada. I soon learned that Grenada was pronounced "Gri-nay-da." Once one hears that pronunciation, hay-way-Grinayda[Grenada], it is difficult to confuse Greneda with Granada.