A Spring Break in Malaga

It's been a long winter.  It's rained and rained, the sky seems to have been grey forever.   When a family member suggested a short break in Malaga I said yes immediately.   I haven't been abroad since my last full relapse and if left to my own devices the thought wouldn't have occurred to me.  It was a great decision,  to go find some blue sky, to go with family, to go and have some fun.

Blood tests done and all pristine,  I was confident all would be fine.   Insurance is a must and I was slightly annoyed that the insurance provided by the monthly payment to my bank would no longer cover me, maybe because of additional health conditions since covid.  We searched online and found a one off deal to cover the break.  The bank is another issue to be faced.

I had an idea in my head of what to expect in Malaga, and it wasn't entirely correct.   We stepped off the Easy Jet flight to warmth and sunshine,  just enough at the end of March to be totally comfortable.   We took the train from the airport,  an easy transfer with staff standing by the ticket machines ready to help.  Obviously used to hapless tourists unable to read Spanish.

On arrival in Malaga Centro we tried Google Maps in an attempt to find our accommodation in the historic part of the city.  Not entirely successful but a quick phone call to the agent meant that she met us and escorted us, we were relatively close.

Malaga is an historic city with a Roman Apmitheater,  Castle, Cathedral,  Museums,  and is Pablo Picasso's birth place.  It's not just a beach resort.  It does have a multitude of bars, shops and restaurants, and was a little noisy at night and early morning. The streets were washed down though and felt fresh, no litter was seen.  It has a relatively small centre and is very easy to get around, its flat, well paved and clean.  The historic part, where we stayed,  is partly pedestrianised although taxis and deliveries are allowed.  It was a great spring break.  I think it would be too much for me in the summer with heat and larger crowds, but for the end of March it felt just right.  I am so pleased I went along.

The Old Fish Market is a must.  

We bought fish for supper, along with salad and dragon fruit.

The Castle and Roman Amphitheatre. 

Clivias growing like weeds, at the Historic Biotanical Gardens.  Just a bus ride from the city.

Lemon trees 🙂

The Harbourside where you can moor your yacht 😉🤭

Sardines grilled on the beach.

And just strolling. 

So wonderful to see a blue sky, spend time with family and  relax in the evening outdoors.