In Death in the Afternoon, Ernest Hemingway wrote, “If a honeymoon or an elopement is not a success in Ronda, it would be as well to start for Paris and commence making your own friends.” Luckily, my double date with S’s parents in Ronda was a great success and none of us were compelled to escape to the City of Light in search of better companions. That being said, I’d still love to get back to Paris in the near future, but with my current fiancé. Anyway, what I mean to say is that Mr. Hemingway was right about the romance of Ronda. Perched on a plateau that’s split in two by the El Tajo Gorge and surrounded by vineyard-covered mountains, there are few things more beautiful than Ronda as it’s hit by the golden light of pre-sunset. Add to that the fear, awe, and adrenaline that comes from looking over the edge of the gorge, live music in the town’s many squares, delicious tapas, and deep red local wines, and you have one of the most beautiful and romantic places in the world.