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- Continental Breakfast
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So today we decided to adventure to Torremelinos (15 miles south of Malaga), again just because we've heard of Brits going there. This time we have no Aires or ACSI campsites so we’re on our own.
Drove through Torremelinos, nothing, then the town becomes Benalmadena where we stopped had coffee (proper Spanish stuff!) and went to the Tourist Information office. No campsites here, back ...
... the **** they kick up.
Anyway, in Malaga, it’s definitely a tale of two or three cities. On the bus, right up to our stop it did not look pleasant. 5 mins walk from our stop and we’re at the harbour and it’s really nice (now we understand that it’s due to all the cruise ships that dock here), but then round the corner are the beaches and they’re not pleasant at all. Granted it looks like they had the same storm ...
... to the church, which is no longer a church, but to all intents and purposes is still a church, were by guided tour only. Not knowing this we wandered in but were pounced upon by an old posh crone who might have been the Duquesa de Osuna and sent packing.
Nevertheless the old town round the foot of the hill was very interesting, with lots of old and elaborate buildings. Looking in a jewellers’ shop window we ...
... Park in Europe. Another found us driving the coast stopping at warm relaxed beach towns.
One afternoon at lunch we ordered some Gazpacho Soup and grilled Sardines at a nice beach side restaurant. It had been exactly three years to the day that Bill had passed. We were talking about him when that song came on again over the speakers of the restaurant.. "My Way"! Cheers Dad!
... mortified I just carried on washing my hair like it was the normal thing to do in salty, sea water. And later that evening we stopped at a large campsite at Bahia Santa Polo which looked as though it needed a complete makeover, with tatty shower blocks and tennis courts and a rusty merry go round covered in cobwebs. Practically deserted, the campsite led down to a lovely, sandy beach and so after a walk and something to eat we decided to stay for one night although we were woken ...