My first steps in Spain were getting off the plane at Malaga Airport. In all honesty, I don’t remember the airport very much. We had just got off an early morning flight, so I was still half-asleep.
We took a taxi to the apartment, which was just outside of Malaga centre. By the end of the taxi ride, I was full of excitement and ready to explore the city. Instead, I ate and then fell asleep on the sofa.
After a nice meal and rest, we went out to see Malaga City and tried to find the beach. We asked a passerby how far it was to the beach. His reply? 15-20 minutes. After 20 minutes of walking, we asked someone else, who also said 15 minutes. In the end, we decided to eat ice cream, roam the city for a while and return back to the apartment.
The apartment was in a traditional high-rise located in a residential area. All flats seemed to have one side with a view out to the city, and the other into the centre of the block. The central area was a zig-zag of washing lines which worked with a pulley system. I’m not sure if this is a common sight in hotter countries, but I had never seen anything like it.
From the short time I spent in Malaga City, I got a really positive feel of the place. For Muslims travellers, there is a big mosque where you can meet local Muslims.
The city centre was vibrant, and although it seemed to cater heavily for tourists, still had an authentic feel to it. I haven’t given you as much insight into Malaga as I’d like, as it was mainly the first stop to just relax, however, I would visit again if I had the chance to explore more.
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