Walking Through Ronda, the Village on the Edge of a Cliff

Ronda was a village that deepened the more you walked through it. It felt like descending into the depths of your heart, rather than just looking down at the cliffs below. Walking in Ronda was a continuous journey of climbing up and down stairs. Yet, each step offered a different view, a different sky, and a different emotion. At one moment, I stopped silently. The sun was setting beyond the mountains, painting the cliffs and houses in shades of orange. It was a time of fullness, where simply gazing was enough, and doing nothing felt complete.