There's no such thing as a large flat white

Málaga

We started the day with coffee at a "specialty coffee shop" that told us that flat whites only come in one size, and if you want something bigger you have to order a latte. Seeing as flat whites (arguably) originate from Melbourne we beg to differ, but rather than argue we went ahead with lattes. 

From there it was off to a small ceramic exhibition where pieces had to be viewed from behind a piece of tape marked on the ground, then on to the train to visit El Corte Inglés, Spain's equivalent to Myer where K did some clothes shopping. We later noticed that we could pretty much see El Corte Inglés from near where we had visited the exhibition, we should have had a closer look at distances on the map before catching a train to somewhere we could have easily walked to!

We're getting into the Spanish way of living and slowly getting used to going out and eating later in the day. K had a language exchange group meeting that started at 8pm but after giving it a try for a while she decided it wasn't for her so we stopped for tapas and sangria in the centre.