Viva España

Viva España

Its my birthday month. Unfortunately we are not in Spain to celebrate it.

This will be the first February for many years that we have not flown away to the Costa to escape this mean and miserable month.

To console meself, I am posting a few old pics.

Spain is a beautiful country full of history, art, music, architecture and varied landscapes.

Jon and I have been able pay a visit to some wonderful cities over the past few years - Granada

Cordoba

Seville

And Madrid.

Most of these we did by train which is a fantastic way to see the country.

But the city that has captured our heart is

Malaga!

As much as we loved Seville, the true home of flamenco (which we also love), it is Malaga that draws us back.

History, art, music, architecture and landscape are all fab indeed but not the true reason we go.

For that you need to take the little train from the airport.

To Benalmadena.

With hopefully blue skies, a blue Mediterranean, and some sun.

Maybe a walk over to Castle Bil Bil.

A spot of lunch (a la Fanny Cradock)

Or more than likely just sit in our fave beach bar 'Palm Five' and bitch at the world as it trolls by.

The art of doing nothing.

Just like these two old Tom cats.

But all rest and no play would make us rather dull boys. Luckily the night-time delights of Torremolinos and La Nogalera are only a short taxi ride away, so we can bop away in the many bars till dawn just like the truly fab 'Las Seventies':

...and then do it all again the next day.

Bliss.

Hey ho, Lotto tonight

 - then it would be straight back to Al-Andalus!

ttfn

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