Les Rotes Hotel
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- Shuttle bus service
- Continental Breakfast
- Swimming pool
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... Malaga then it becomes more mountainous and harsh. After Granada there are parts which remind us of the desert road between Khiva and Bukhara in Uzbekistan. Very scrubby and dry land. Once we get back to the coastal ribbon we see fields and fields of citrus, oranges and lemons before it becomes much more industrial near Lorca and Murcia. We stop for a salad and an omelette in a little town called Puerto Lumbreros. ...
Ian and Sue kindly drove us to Xeraco to catch the train to Valencia, from which we could get a train to Barcelona to pick up the hire car. The train journey is in two parts and it turns out you can't buy a ticket for the whole journey. So when we got to Valencia, which has a beautifully decorated ticket hall, we went to get our tickets to Barcelona, which is when we had a massive shock: from online research we'd expected it to cost around ...
... the air conditioned car for the drive home. I went back to the municipal pool to cool down and read my book. Then it was back to Casa Cronk to pack our bags ready for the trip North to Andy and Julie the next day. The evening was spent playing games over snacks and drinks with a final carajillo de Baileys at the Avenida bar before turning in ready for an early start the next ...
Another hot sunny day started with the, by now, customary freshly squeezed orange juice to accompany a healthy breakfast of Greek yoghurt and cherries. Ok, plus a croissant or two. We headed in Xabia, a fairly large town with a long, deep beach that, as this is now high season, was pretty crowded. A few weeks ago it was more or less empty. After drinks at one of the many bars and restaurants along the promenade we headed off to the quieter 'private' beach we went to ...
... my aim wasn't as good as Ian's which meant he burnt a few more calories than me hunting down a rapidly sinking frisbee! Off to the local pizzeria for dinner and a relatively early night via the bar (even more local then the first one being about 30 secs away), and another carajillo de baileys, where we met Ian and Elaine who are Casa Cronk neighbours. Ians are very popular in ...