Enjoying a sunny day in south of Spain
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It was Saturday morning and we had been home around 2 am that night but I felt pretty fresh and woke up around 8 am. The first thing I did was to get out on the balcony to see if the weather had gotten better since last ninth where it had been raining. They weather looked great; I check it on the internet and they said that it would be around 15 – 17 degrees and no rain before the evening so the forecast was quite good for a game of golf which was the main purpose of our stay besides having loads of fun with some old friends.
I had a quick shower and went down to the breakfast restaurant as agreed at 9.30 am and naturally no – one were there. One thing I learnt over the years is that Belgian doesn’t go that much up in time; well except of my friend Marc that is.
Marc and his son arrived 15 minutes late while Manu was there around 10; I could not care less I was on vacation and I could probably have enjoyed ½ hour in bed as well. The breakfast was great and we ended it with a glass of cava which is a nice way to start the day.
After the breakfast Marc went to the hotels computer in order to find a golf course for us and it didn’t take him long before he had booked us in at the Añoreta Golf Course 15 kilometre from the hotel. We all went up to change and we met ½ hour later in the lobby to drive to the golf course.
We were back from the golf almost 7 hours after we left the hotel so we decided that we all could do with some private time.
We met down in the bar at 9.15 pm and I was as usual the first and the only one on time. I decided to save time and order for all four of us because I found out the day before that our waiter was not the fastest in the world since he also was serving the guests in the restaurant.
After a couple of beers we were ready to hit the inner city for the second day in a row. The weather was still nice but it was getting quite windy so I took my jacket with me.
We walked as usually along the magnificent Paseo del Parque and while we walked there we all agreed that walking paths like this is too rare; the marble street was gorgeous.
Continuing along the Calle de la Alcazabilla brought us up to Malaga's Roman theatre which lies at the foot of the Alcazaba fortress in the western part of the city. The whole area was light up and I was again amazed about these Romans ability to build and their appearance all over the Mediterranean.
The theatre was discovered as late as in 1951 after having remained buried underground for many centuries. It is dating back to the first century, and it was built during the Empire of Augustus. It was used up until the third century.
The Arabs then used parts of the theatre for their own building purposes.
Just next to the Roman theatre there was a large stage where some Spanish musicians were getting ready to play. At the moment we passed there were not that many people in the area but seconds after they started to play and we found them to play quite nice so we decided to find a place near the stage where we could relax and have a drink.
Only 100 meters from the stage we went into the Terra Sana restaurant that is situated in a quite privileged corner at the pedestrian Alcazabilla Street and the Plaza de la Merced.
The restaurant has quite nice decoration; but we didn’t care too much about their menu because it was really a touristic mix of all kinds of food from all over the world and we wanted to have some Spanish tapas.
The waiters were really friendly, swift and we decided just to have one dish of tapas and some beers. The tapas tasted quite nice it was a cheese omelette but we all felt more for a real authentic Spanish meal, so we decided to leave after the first beer. The place turned out to be a great place to get a feel of the city and the Carnival that was getting on in the inner city.
Loads of people walked by all dressed out from monsters to ballerinas; it was wonderful to watch as the music was magnets to draw people pass our table.
We walked down the small streets and saw loads of interesting places to enter but many of them were totally overcrowded. When we arrived at Plaza Merced which was a complete building site the streets were full of people looking for fun. We were on the other hand looking for food and suddenly what seemed like a great place appeared. Cortijo de Pepe had all the Andalucían authenticity that we had been looking for.
The restaurant was in traditional Spanish country style with loads of people standing along a huge and long bar.
This restaurant fulfilled the complete wish list of what I wanted from an Andalucían restaurant. The tapas were fabulous to say the least; we ordered some great traditional ones like garlic roasted breadcrumbs’, anchovies’, meatballs and so on and they were all taken from heaven.
What I also liked about this place compared to many of the other ones was that they served their beer in small glasses which is the real Spanish way and not in huge tourist glasses on ½ litres or more. Spanish way of drinking beer is from small glasses because the beers don’t get warm in the summertime.
We left the restaurant and walked down Calle Alamos that was just one party street. We passed one of the bars and for a short while I had forgotten that it was carnival and in that moment I had looked at the doorman in Alamos 38 and his machinegun with a worry. He was dressed up in a dark suit and I thought; what the heck is going on here; this was before I saw the big smile on his face.
Manu stepped up to have his picture taken together with him and after some small talk Manu was certain that this would be a great place to visit on our tour around the city centre. Inside the bar was fabulous so I am sorry to say that he was right it was most definitely a place to visit.
It was like stepping into a Moroccan place with wonderful details everywhere.
The waiters were extremely busy and dressed up in a kaleidoscope of colours but they still managed to make us some nice cocktails. The city was a complete party zone due to the carnival and so was this place. It was hard to take the decision to leave but there was so much going on in the streets that we had to, but this was a place to remember.
We finally left even though it was close that we re-entered; we wanted to go the Chamos bar which quickly became one of our favourite bars in Malaga; as it was nice when it was empty and it was nice when it was full.
The bar is situated at Plaza Mitjana in the inner city so it should have been easy to find but the magnitude of the street party due to the Carnival made us make a quite large detour but it still was a load of fun.
When we finally arrived at the Plaza Mitjana it was a real party place, it really reminded me of the atmosphere from Place Chatelain in Brussels and it was long since I had felt the positive vibration.
Inside the bar is a bit primitive but that is actually what attracts me; on the ground level of the bar you have only the bar and the huge shelves behind it suggest that their speciality is drinks; not cocktails. I settled again with one of their beer which by the way is the Mahou, which I quite enjoy.
It was getting late and we still had planned to play golf next day so we decided to get back to the hotel.