It was so beautiful and I was looking forward to going back before we even left. Malaga looks different compared to, say, Mallora… but Mallorca is an island. Malaga has more of the U.S beach feel, but without the boardwalk, rides, casinos, vulgar t-shirts, or trashy people. Bummer. (ok, there were some trashy people…but that adds to the fun)
So what did we do?
We arrived late (ish) on Thursday night and walked to the apartment for over 30 minutes, during all of which I whined and complained. I am a real gem when I´m tired. But it was all better in the morning because I was at the beach!
In case you´re wondering, that playground on the beach was SO MUCH FUN.
What else, what else?
We also went into the town? city? center? center city? of Malaga, which was so nice! Much bigger and livelier than I was expecting, full of bars and restaurants and people and life. We stopped into a market and had…peruvian food. When in Spain, right?That was ceviche and pisco sour and both were surprising so good and completely reasonably priced. Sometimes, ceviche is outragously priced for a tiny portion, but this was a decent size. And that pisco sour was tart and sweet and little bit spicy!! Also good.
And then finished that night off with wine. Who am I??? Drinking wine? It´s not as good as beer, but I don´t hate it…as much, anymore.
And that´s all I have! I have more photos, but they are all just the water since that´s what we spent the majority of the weekend staring at. There are plans to go back to Malaga at least one more time this summer, but before then…there are a few other stops. Coming soooooon.