Ibis Ciudad de Malaga Málaga

We woke with hangovers again and decided to go to the smugglers bar for a full english fry up. We have not ate bacon for the whole time that we have been away and I have been dreaming about bacon buttys lol. It was a really nice breakfast and just the thing for a hang over. We then went for a walk down the famous strip of the Costa Del Sol. Its ok and really pretty the beach is lovely and there are lots of bars and even spanish ...

... only problem is that the room really smells of smoke its making me feel sick. We dumped our stuff Ian had a quick shower and off we went to look for something to do. Straight into an english bar Browns had a glass of wine and a beer for 4 euros ha ha then went on to another place. Where we are staying is a large area full of english bars and irish bars and we ended up in the smugglers irish bar taking shots of ...

... promenade in benalmadena which is the name of the town we are staying in. there are actually 3 cities in a row that start 'la costa del sol' they are torremolinos, benalmadena and fuengirola. the promenade begins/ends? in benalmadena and goes through torremolinos. All along the promenade are restaurants, pubs, shops selling souvenirs and of course the beach; the beaches are topless if you so desire. benalmadena is mostly made up of british expats and tourists who pop ...

... the pool, cooking for ourselves, and watching MTV in German (South Park is hilarious, BTW) it was time for another adventure. <br>We ended up booking an actual group tour to Morocco for the day. We wanted to go check it out on our own, but it was actually cheaper to do it though the tour, so we got up at 5:45 in the morning on Thursday and got on the bus to Tarifa, where we would take the ferry over to Tangier. <br>Even though it´s only a 35 minute ferry ride, Tangier really is ...

... so good. I had a really rough first two days of work. On Thursday I got there and I am going to be teaching K through 6th grade now so I have 9 different classes, 4 days a week. They told me to sit in a room with a computer and ¨look for materials.¨ Wasn't sure what that meant exactly... I had no idea what level of English any of these kids have or what subjects I`m teaching. When I asked them to give me more instructions they kind of just blew me ...

... for lunch is an area called Chininitos where there are lots of chairs and tables set outside for a great seafood. <br>Teatro Romano is another nice place to visit, heading up to the Mount Gilfrano from there allows to see the whole city underneath. Amazing view of the Torre where the bullfighting occurs. <br>Once seeing the precaussions was over at night, we head out to Cordoba for our last day of visit in the Southern Spain.

... hard but great. Most importantly I learned the compás of the buleria, a type of flamenco dance, as well as some movements included. I just loved it and now even start thinking about going for a flamenco school in Spain this spring if possible. I suppose it is not a very handy thing to do and I don´t know if it is possible but I still might do that. When I came back I tried to skype with my mother which didn´t work and left me very frustrated and sad. 29/1 The classes again were ...

... have made plans to tour Valencia together tomorrow - we are hoping for good weather. I realize that I have not had time to post these journals. I prepare them each night - but in the last days we haven't had time to visit an internet café and do all of the uploading. You will be getting all of these at once and then once we are settled in Barcelona you should get daily reports again. Hope everyone is enjoying the sights of Portugal and Spain. Hasta Luego.

While the Moors tried to hold on to the land in southern Spain-Boabdil was not much of a man to fight the Locos Reyes Catolicos. After 5 hours at La Alhambra, I was moved by its beauty. Today, I am taking the bus to Algeciras and take a ferry to Tangier, Morocco. Tomorrow I will head on to Fes and then on to Marrakesh for 4 days. I hope to upload some pictures soon.

The days in the sun was spent. I had moved workwise. They phoned me on the beach. And now it was the long drive home. Earliest Bird catches no traffic. And thus was the ride, pedal to the metal. The plane don't wait for noone. 5 hours of hard driving took me to the airport, delivered the 307 and headed for the bar. Beers in heaps. I'm going home!