May 2First thing I noticed right off the train was that the temperature has gone up by a good 20 degree and this made me a very happy girl. Spain is not a big country but the climate from North to South is so dramatically different. I had been cold for so long now that torremolinos has made a very good first impression on me just with the temperature alone.
Torremolinos is a suburb of Malaga really but it doesn’t feel like it is attached to a largish city. There is a defined beachfront, resort town feel here. Cortney is out for the count but Nathan and I head off in search of just what this little town has to offer and for some well deserved grub.
Food is not going to be a problem here, there is a café or restaurant on ever corner. I can already see that the English pounce on this place in the Summer. Every other menu I see raves of it’s Full English Breakfast (sausage, eggs, toast, tomato, and baked beans). Sounds great for my heart and waistline. Nathan and I were a bit worried we wouldn’t find food as it was three or four in the afternoon and we have learned by now that all of Spain shuts down between 2-5 to catch up on sleep. In Torremolinos the tourists rules and we found plenty to eat. Nathan dined on fried fish surprise and I ate whatever.
After a tasty meal and some wine we decided to wiggle our way down to the beach which stretches on forever. Torremolinos is on a hill so down is always to the beach (unfortunatley that mean up is always back to your hotel). Like I said there is more than enough dinning options here as well as shopping. I didn’t really pay too much attention to the shopping as I live out of a backpack at the moment and have to save ever penny but it looked like good times for someone down for a week of beaching. I can see Torremolinos as one of those places where you play on the beach for hours, eat, nap, shop and then hit the beach again.
The main boardwalk stretches on for miles and is lined with shops and food, all a girl could want. The news stands have newspapers from all over. I was very excited to pick up the International Edition on the New York Times. Cortney will be happy with all the English tabloid mags too.
May 3 & 4I am going to call this one day as it would appear I cannot distinguish between the two days. That, my friends is very sad indeed. We arrived in Torremolinos just a handful of days ago as well. Me poor mind is going I do believe.
Today was beach day for us. Cortney is finally feeling better, not 100% yet but ready to recoup at the beach. Grabbed our books and made a beeline for the beach. Before making the big decision on a location to park our bodies for the day we ate. Surprise. Just about every beach front restaurant has a whole set up of beach chairs with umbrellas. I am not a sun bunny by any means so we decided this was a perfect option, if they don’t charge an arm and a leg for the pleasure of a cozy spot. 4 Euros for the day works for me. We picked a joint that also had king sized beds on the beach. The beds where 40 Euro a day but if you are having drinks you can hang out on them for an hour or two.
Very little happens now. Read, have a glass of wine and watch people fry their skin. Just about everyone on the beach must be out getting there first sun of the year. Don’t think I have ever seem some much pasty white in my life. Within a few hours those same pasty white bodies were a nice pink color…a couple more hours and we can feast. I really wanted to wander the beach with my sunscreen and help folks out.
(I fell terrible about it but I did take unnecessary photos of some interesting sunbathing characters out there on the beach. Believe me the tabloids wouldn’t touch these photos with a ten foot pole.)
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