Pedregalejo (Week 2)
Our time staying at Pedregalejo continued into its second (and final week), the routine not changing too much.
Monday and Tuesday were slow days by the beach. With the weekend gone we thought that the crowds on the beach would drop, but school holidays had just started so now we could still hear the squeals of children from the beach, even though the weather wasn't as warm as it had been.
One day K tried "espetos" - sardines on a skewer, grilled in the traditional way over the fire. They are incredibly popular with the locals, K thought they were OK, but not something she would have again.
Wednesday was another day when we didn't travel too far. We took a risk and tried Indian/Mexican for dinner. It seems quite common in Spain for Indian and Mexican restaurants to be combined, of course this means that neither of the cuisines is done particularly well, even though the staff at these places are always Indian. M tried a "vindaloo" which was quite spicy, which he was warned of by the waiter who watched closely while M ate to see if he would be able to finish it (which he did of course)! It wasn't that authentic though, think Keens curry powder with too much added chilli and you might have some idea of how it tasted.
On Thursday K had a hair appointment in the morning while M decided to walk four hours to Benalmádena, then catch the train and bus back to Pedregalejo. Only M understands why he would do something so nonsensical, but M also understands that there is a sense of accomplishment to be gained from performing feats of endurance that mere mortals would never consider! K calls it "aimless walking", M calls it "targeted exertion".
That evening K had Carmen, her sister and her niece arrive at 6pm for a final session of Spanish English exchange on our rooftop terrace.
The routine continued until Saturday, our last full day in Spain. We had one last meal at the marina near town, where there were even more super yachts moored, and the increase in tourists from our first visit around a month earlier was noticeable - it seemed we had picked the right time to leave Málaga!
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