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| PLENTY OF TIME FOR A COMPLETE IRISH BREAKFAST AT DUBLIN AIRPORT. |
With our recent and continuing wanderings: Irvine, Pierre, Sioux Falls, Minneapolis, Pierre, Sioux Falls, Los Angeles, Irvine, Los Angeles, New York, Dublin... I'm so confused that the only way I know we're in Málaga is because yesterday was Tuesday and I know for certain that we were scheduled to arrive in Málaga Tuesday. It feels like one of those really cheesy, hectic tours spoofed in the 1969 movie ("If It's Tuesday, This Must Be Belgium"). Well, maybe not cheesy. But, at times, hectic. I've got a mix of camera photos and iPhone photos to share some highlights of our trek from New York to Málaga.
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| VIEW DURING BREAKFAST AT THE BEAUTIFUL NEW TERMINAL 2 AT DUBLIN AIRPORT. |
We arrived here in Málaga mid-day Tuesday, flying Aer Lingus via Dublin from New York. The entire trip was uneventful (mostly) and surreal. You probably all know by now that Spanish is my second language (DISTANT second language). But I was so tired by the time we arrived in Málaga that English was beginning to sound like my THIRD language. I could not successfully complete a sentence. And conversation with Jerry — which as you also probably already know can be entertaining at the best of times — had begun to sound like an Abbott & Costello routine.
But, every so often, when the fog of jetlag lifted, we were both elated. After making our way to our temporary apartment here in Málaga, we settled in and took brief naps. We woke up feeling refreshed only to feel completely muddled a few minutes later.
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| ON THE STREETS OF MALAGA TUESDAY NIGHT. MARQUES DE LARIOS, THE MAIN PEDESTRIAN/SHOPPING THOROUGHFARE. |
So we took a walk around town, picked up a cheap temporary mobile phone to use until we figure out what plan and contract is best for us, and we enjoyed some of the sights. Málaga is mobbed with tourists. Obviously, it's quite different from the way it was when we were here in January. Feria de Málaga, the annual summer fair, will be here mid-August, and that will really liven things up.
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| ENSALADILLA RUSA CAN BE GOOD! |
We stumbled upon an obviously popular tapas bar, Azahar, just two streets away from our apartment. Below the restaurant name, the sign read (in Spanish): "More than tapas." We figured it was going to be good, because it was only 8:30 p.m. (20:30), which is about two hours early for a stylish dinner, and it was filled with locals. So, we sat and ordered and had an excellent dinner, including Azahar's version of ensaladilla rusa. Do you remember our ensaladilla rusa disaster in Sevilla? (If not, click this link.) This time we were smart enough to order a tapas portion. And this version was delicious and filled with a variety of foods — tasting nothing like the mayo- and cheese-choked blunder we ordered in Sevilla. We are learning!
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| A CLEVER WAY TO PAY FOR THE WEDDING. THEY HUGGED AND CHANGED THE POSE WHEN MONEY WAS DROPPED IN THE BOX. |
It's now 2:20 p.m. (14:40) Wednesday. We rolled out of bed at 11 and finally got to breakfast at 12:35, which meant there weren't many places in the neighborhood to grab breakfast. They had mostly closed for siesta at 12:30. But we found one very good little cafe on a shady corner of a beautiful plaza and we had two "French breakfasts" — cafe con leche, croissants and jam, orange juice. It wasn't necessarily healthy and it wasn't substantial, but it was good.
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| THE VIEW WHILE WE ENJOYED TODAY'S FRENCH BREAKFAST. |
We then strolled around town for an hour or so, visiting El Corte Inglés to browse home furnishings and electronics (because we'll need some things pretty soon) and to pick up some necessities. In a few minutes we'll head out for lunch and then naps before, we hope, dinner with an online friend who is recently here from Texas (and who just happens to have rented an apartment in the building right next to ours). We plan to take the train to Sevilla Thursday, where we'll settle into a hotel until we find a place to live!
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| WALKING BACK TO OUR APARTMENT TODAY AFTER SHOPPING. |
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