Day 7

I’m sad to admit that the thing I’ve missed most on the wonderful holiday is my pillow

I spent until at least 3:30 swapping between 2 pillows that were too high and 1 pillow that was too low

When did I become so soft ...

Oh yes, when I got old - a long, long time ago...

So we got up and had a quick brekkie before going to the second castle/fort of Malaga

To get there we went through a main square where we thought we saw soldiers

At least, I’m hoping they weren’t real soldiers...

Once inside the fort, here’s Joss looking scared as there was no railing behind her

I don’t know why, the sign was very clear

Again, some of the views were lovely, and some not so much - I’ll leave you to decide which is which

In our final leg of being culture vultures, we went to the Malaga museum. It was divided into 2 parts - art and excavation 

We LOVED the first, weren’t so keen on the second

I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to take pictures so just took a couple on the quiet to give you an appreciation of what was there, and what we thought of it

Exhibit 1 of 4

We found the world’s first lollipop man

Exhibit 2

We particularly liked the way she was rolling her eyes as if to say “I don’t know what you mean, of course I’ve brought my sheep”

Exhibit 3

This is exactly how I’m feeling after several months of heavy eating and drinking

(Apparently this was meant to be Fred Astaire)

Exhibit 4

All  I can say is that I think this game of rock, paper, scissors got way out of hand

We then spent some time finding our favourite bar ( it’s like a rabbit warren here)

We had some wine

And the inevitable happened

This was actually taken over lunch - where we ate the sharing meat platter and chatted to a Dutch couple while Joss cooed over the baby

After this we walked past a cake shop and decided on dessert

After which we spent a lot of time trying to find a shoe shop we found on day 1 but it must be like that disappearing house in Harry Potter as it was nowhere to be found

We returned home to have a little rest (and drink a little wine) before going out for our first night in Malaga

It was bloody heaving

I can’t remember seeing this many people all scrabbling about for something to eat

This was definitely 1-0 to Seville

We’d seen this tapas place this afternoon and eventually found it again and as luck would have it they had a table free for us

We had fried potatoes in a spicy sauce....

...Meatballs in an almond sauce, pork in a tomato sauce...



....chorizo, fries and egg....

.....and a mini chicken burger

I genuinely think tapas is the way forward

We then tried and succeeded in finding our favourite bar and after patiently waiting for at least 2 drinks, we both got bar stools

The wine is soooooo lovely

But then something funny happened

A group of women came in (maybe 6 of them) and the male bar staff went crazy - serving them quickly and generously with tons of banter

We’d been there for 3 drinks by now with no such attention 

Joss was so annoyed that in google translate she typed “ what’s a girl got to do to get some olives around here” and passed it to one of the female staff

She burst into laughter and gave joss the biggest pile of olives ever

A victory to be savoured until she went to eat one and it slipped from her grasp and she “threw” it at me as I commented that the smell was bad

There’s karma everywhere isn’t there....