65. Setenil

On Wednesday, most of the group was too tired to think about another driving tour, but not Brian and Somchai. I charted an ambitious tour of some of the more out of the way White Towns, but a series of missed turns ensured that we only did a small fraction of my intended course. Annoyingly, we had to retrace our path to Ronda, since all local roads lead there. We then picked up a very detailed map, which was a big mistake, since it was very detailed, and very wrong. Outside of Ronda was a roundabout with six very clearly marked roads going (obviously) in different directions, at least on the map. The problem arose from the fact that on the ground, there were only five such roads, and the one we wanted was nowhere to be found. We spun around the roundabout for about a half hour looking for the sixth road but to no avail. So we gave up and took a much longer path to our first destination, Setenil. Again, your typical clifftop white town, but this one takes its defenses even more seriously. First you have to get through their incredibly narrow roads. We didn't, and we lost a mirror against one of those picturesque houses. We did have a very nice lunch at the restaurant in the little plaza, located thre because it's the only flat surface in town.