16/06/18 – Malaga
I’m not sure what it is about Spanish cities, but parking spaces are a real rarity – especially when you dont know where you are going, so our first impression of Malaga was nearly our last as we were about to jack it in after searching for what seemed like about an hour. Then miraculously, we found somewhere big enough for the bohemouth….. and it was free too…Happy days 😉
We didn’t know what to expect for Malaga. Like most people I suppose, we had already judged it before we arrived. We knew it was the gateway to the Costa Del Sol, filled with British lager lout tourists however, although the city seemed to have its fair share of Brit, it didn’t really come across that way. Granted, we only visited the old part of the town for a couple of hours, but we were left feeling somewhat surprised by what it had to offer.
The old quarter is dominated by both the Alcazar and the Cathedral, but there are also many other interesting things to see and do, not to mention lots of both traditional and trendy looking restaurants, bars and hipster-stlye cafe’s.
Away from the old quarter towards the sea, the port is separated by a long boulveard with a well kept park dividing the lanes of traffic. Crossing over onto the port, a long canopy stretched almost the entire length of the promenade from the Pompidou centre at one end to the Picasso Sculpture at the other.
We had a tasty sandwich each at 21 Bou (12 including coffee) overlooking a small pedestrian area, watching an English hen party joking around with a group of Spanish boys ….some things are the same in all cities.
If you like shopping by the way, Malaga looked to be an excellent place for this with a good mix of independent boutique shops with many big brands, all easily accessible on wide pedestrianised streets.
