Fuengirola Travel Blog› entry 3 of 5 › view all entries
May 14th, 2007 – by: Maureenie
Got up early again and left Seville for Fuengirola. Josh and I have a bad habit of living like we have a lot of money (which we do not), so we thought we would limit our expensive habits to this day on which we would stay in a nice hotel on the beach on the Costa del Sol.
Anyway, we sneaked around the hostel room getting ready and caught a REALLY early bus at the stop right by the hostel. We got off at the train station and took a train to Malaga. We got to see some really beautiful countryside. I always tell myself I’m going to sleep while on transportation since I’m always so tired while traveling, but it’s SO fun to look out the window at everything... it’s like getting a tour of whatever country you’re in.
I took an hour long shower in the really nice shower to calm myself down, and got into a bathing suit (which never happens). We napped for a while, and decided to move on out to the beach for more napping.
First we had lunch at some place right on the sand. The food was mediocre, but they did bbq it out of a little boat. That was cool. While we ate people kept trying to sell us sunglasses and pirated cds. There were old british people everywhere.
Then we went over to the real beach and got to relax for real. It was nice. It felt deserved. Josh swam in the sea a bit. I did not. I put my feet in, but the Mediterranean Sea, which, for whatever reason, I expected to be warm... was... well, not at all.
After we both started to feel pretty full of skin cancer, we went back to the room and changed.
We came back and had a super fantastic dinner at the hotel. We figured that since this was our splurge weekend, we should do it right. They had a really nice buffet on the second floor of the hotel, and we got to sit near the window overlooking the water. It felt like home. We went back for seconds, thirds... until I couldn’t fit any more in. We had some really awesome flan there.
After dinner we went downstairs to use the internet and figure out the train schedule for going to Granada the following day. While Josh sorted that out I watched some guy was singing jazz (sort of) in the lounge where a bunch of old people were dancing. Well, “dancing.” They looked happy, though. That was cool. I swear we were the only people under fifty I saw all day.
Then we had kind of run out of things to do, so we went to bed. It was very nice to get a good night’s sleep in a real bed.
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