Travel Blogs from Marbella
... strop after our first stop at the reservoir because we were meant to get Breakfast at our first stop! But due to the language barrier we had our breakfast on the last stop at the citrus farm! Bit tricky!, we had freshly squeezed orange juice, homemade bread with fresh marmalade and a pork terrine spread. Was yummy even if it was 1pm! The orchard owner was a real character, had an old vest on like Craig's Drizabone ...
... a feeling of weightlessness in between steps. I got back to the cabin, got the suitcases quickly set out prior to the midnight deadline and tried to get to sleep as we rolled and churned, listening to the wind whistle through the balcony door.
We exited the ship at leisure the next morning as we were spending our final day in Barcelona before flying home Sunday ...
... the restaurants appearing to ramp up their tables. Even though many shops shut down between 2:00 and 5:00 for siesta, they open again and these cities come alive at night. We carried our treasures of magnets and T shirts and met our bus for our trip to the country and the mountain city of Mijas.
Up the hills we went outside of Malaga past olive groves, lemon, lime, and orange trees and high over the city and coastline to the city ...
... the area. There are restaurants with beautiful views of the Mediterranean with Spanish music playing in the background. Like every Andalusian town Mijas has its own Plaza de Toros or the bull ring and a beautiful plaza or town square. If you are a photography enthusiast like me, you’ll find every street of Mijas inviting to be photographed.
After Mijas we drove the mountain towards the coastal town of Benalmadena. We ...
... quiet time reading by camping gas-light. Sadly, the peace was broken by our campsite dwellers who were in the bar rebel-rousing and having loud arguments - they must get a different clientele at the weekend!
We've managed to get through a number of books during this trip. I'm now into 'The Bronte Story' (by Margaret Lane), Rob's cantering through 'Galahad at Blandings' (by P G Wodehouse) - and he's doing quite a bit of chuckling too!
- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking