Fuengirola

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Spainsh countryside in the early morning

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.
More countryside
.. and it’s such a nice opportunity to sit back and think, “Wow... I’m in Spain right now...” Those are some of the moments I remember best. Anyway, at Malaga we switched to yet another train. This was a local train that reminded me a little more of the tube than a train. We didn’t know exactly where to get off for the hotel because there were a couple of stops for Fuengirola. People kept getting off with beach stuff, so I knew it had to be close. We decided to just pick one and walk. I knew it was right along the coast, so I followed people holding beach stuff until we got to the ocean. It was a pretty hot day, made hotter by pulling suitcases over cobblestone. Fortunately, we found the street the hotel was supposed to be on. UNfortunately, it was A BAJILLION blocks away from where we were.
Mountainous-ness
I was SOOO mad, frustrated, tired, and just wanted to rest more than ANYTHING. We’d already spent a really big part of our day running around on different modes of transportation, and I was sick of it and completely grumpy. We kept walking, and walking, and walking... it was ridiculous. I felt like we were never going to get there and I was just going to pass out on the sand and Josh would have to figure out how to tell someone, in Spanish, to take me to the hospital. After what could have easily been twenty minutes of walking, we finally got to the Hotel Confortel Fuengirola and checked in. I was still really, really mad. Our room was on a floor really high up.... which meant we were greeted with a fantastic view once we got up there, which made me feel a little better.
Ha, you can see my camera...


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.
Malaga, where we were for a short while
We weren’t hungry enough for dinner yet, so we took a nice walk around the area. This place is really, really, REALLLLLY touristy. If you’re looking for a Spanish culture experience, do not come to Fuengirola. It was good for a relaxing vacation-y thing, but definitely not for experiencing the life of a different country. It seemed like the place where a lot of middle aged/older European couples went on holiday.

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.
The view from the room!!!!!!
It was so awesome.

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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Spainsh countryside in the early m…
Spainsh countryside in the early …
More countryside
More countryside
Mountainous-ness
Mountainous-ness
Ha, you can see my camera...
Ha, you can see my camera...
Malaga, where we were for a short …
Malaga, where we were for a short…
The view from the room!!!!!!
The view from the room!!!!!!
People hanging out on the beach
People hanging out on the beach
The city of Fuengirola behind us
The city of Fuengirola behind us
Couldnt get enough of that postca…
Couldn't get enough of that postc…
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This picture didn't work out, but…
Oh yeah beach. Bring it.
Oh yeah beach. Bring it.
I think this particular, very larg…
I think this particular, very lar…
Fuengirola in the evening
Fuengirola in the evening
Fuengirola
photo by: wilber85