The Hotel Alhambra is one of my favorite hotels in Granada.  I am reminded that I may be in Spain or Paris, in one of those little cafes overlooking the town square, sipping wine and watching a kaleidoscope of people, the vibrant colors, the music, the warm air, and then suddenly I remember, I am in Granada, Nicaragua, a very special place so few people know.  I could imagine a writer would sit here in times past and write by hand and pen one of those great little novels with …