Malaga

Our last evening was spent in Malaga, which is a very popular place with the British tourists. As soon as we got within range of Malaga, all of the radio stations were in English. One of the most amusing stations was one that was for Britains living in Spain and emphasized being proud to be English in Spain.

We weren't super impressed with Malaga, but we did like where we stayed, which was a small hotel that had been a monastary in its past life and was run by a very nice and funky French couple. We stayed in a small green room:





We did a little wandering around, but didn't really do much in Malaga. Jim wasn't up for trekking around after his morning of being forced to slosh through rain and mud to take a picture of me waving from the top of a tower. Here are a few pictures from around the city:


The windows on this building were cool:




And thus ends my blogging about our trip to Spain.