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... an exhibition of Louise Bourgeois exhibiting her work and a pictorial exhibition of her life. Her work is very thought provoking and some of it is extremely provocative. Not much else for today. Think that I'm a bit over Spain, I really haven't enjoyed Malaga much, very touristy, dirty and busy. I find that at this point in time I'm longing for home. I hope that Ronda lifts my ...
In the morning, it was time to say goodbye to London. We went to the airport to catch the plane to Spain. On the flight, Ben played on Mummy's iPad and saw lots of things out of the window. When we landed in Malaga, it was really hot. We got our hire car and drove to Baza. Ben and Jon had a sleep on the drive. When we reached our destination, Ben saw ...
... everyday. It does take a piece of you and we felt we left a bit in Africa. The people, the view, the hospitality, all amazing. It was a long 3,000 miles journey but it was well worth every day away from our family. Todd and I want to express our thanks for following us and have plenty of stories to tell once we get back. Salam ...
... so many more places that impressed. At the end of the night we headed to the gay area, notable centred around a street called Amor de Dios, and had dinner consisting of very yummy tapas, and the. Moved on to a gay bar where we chatted to the bar man before heading back to the apartment. Another big day awaits tomorrow. We have more time to explore Seville in the morning before we drive to Cordoba. Another day, another adventure to behold. I a loving this Spanish ...
... and diverse. We shared the beach, called Malgueta, with just a few other souls. We took our shoes off and plunked down in the sand for an hour of sea dreaming. We tossed some breadsticks to the birds, and Ken almost had to perform the Heimlich on a greedy one who tried to overindulge. After that traumatic event broke our reverie, we started back toward the apartment. Something about the salt air at the beach makes ...