Foot Loose

I have done something truly stupid while away in Spain. I didn’t look after my feet, and as a result it has left me in pain, and to be brutally honest it pissed me off for the final days of the trip.

Football and firemen in Malaga

Coming full circle, we arrived back in Malaga. We had one night to explore before begrudgingly catching our plane the next morning, so we checked into the hostel and set off to see what was going on.

Train tours in Antequera

We had finished off the previous night by drinking local shots with the owner of a small taberna, which were poured from a label-less, old bottle that was pulled out the depths of a freezer. I don't know exactly what was in that bottle, or how long it had been sitting at the back of that freezer, but I do know it tasted of sweet, rich caramel and was quite strong. 

Standing out in Antequera.

As we stepped of the train in a dry basin, surrounded by fields of olive tress and hills, we realised we had made a mistake.

The Great Mosque of Córdoba

The Mesquite de Córdoba (the Great Mosque of Córdoba) is one of those places that you need to visit at least once in your life.

Holá Córdoba

I fell in love with Córdoba as soon as we arrived. The architecture, the mix of Roman and Moorish cultures, cobbled alleyways, abundance of orange trees and warm sun. There was nothing I didn't like.

Goodbye Sevilla.

Sevilla is beautiful, big, and busy, and in all honesty you could spend a month exploring and still not see anything. Unfortunately it was our final few hours in the city - so we decided to enjoy it and experience what we could without rushing.

Plaza de Espana.

The 32 degree heat of the afternoon sun made us want to find a spot where we could just relax and enjoy a chilled laze in Sevilla. And as if by magic, at that perfect time, we stumbled (literally) upon the stunning Plaza de Espana.

Avoiding the crowds.

The crowds that we had experienced in Seville so far, were nothing compared to the packed streets surrounding the Cathedral. From large American school groups to Gypsies selling lucky heather, there was barely space to move.

Sevillian Surprises.

The huge bed at the Hotel Don Paco engulfed us until the late hours of the morning, and so it was a lazy start to our full day in Seville.

Sundown in Seville.

As darkness fell, and sunbathing was no longer an option, we headed out into the streets of Seville to see what we could find.

Arriving in Seville.

Seville is a sprawling city full of beautiful architecture and bustling streets. It essentially sums up the classic city life.

Exploring El Tajo.

If you think of Ronda, you most likely think of the 130m tall Puente Nuevo that connects the two halves of the city.

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The Plaza de Toros.

Ronda is the home of the largest, and first ever bullring in Spain, the Plaza de Toros.

Wandering in Ronda.

The Algeciras to Ronda train is said to be the most beautiful route in Southern Spain.

Running over Runways.

As the little apes left their play spot on the side of the rock, so did we, carrying on down the path back into the main streets of the now fully awake city.

Monkeying Around.

It was an early start, and the first bus of the day, as we headed down to the infamous British Territory of the Mediterranean Sea, Gibraltar.

Hola España!.

We arrived in Algeciras just as the sun was setting, and the town was coming back to life after an afternoon’s siesta.

Don't forget to budget.

Before you travel, lay out everything you have packed. Then take out half the clothes, and take double the money.