Last Days in Malaga

Okay, so I'm lazy,and I'm going to summarise.
- Feria: food, drink, dancing, wander around the rides, head home about 3am (note: when did 3am become having an early night?)

- Slept in: then headed to a Cuban ranch on a beach in the middle of nowhere – you would never find it if you weren’t a local. Finally found a beach with good sand! Then had food with a live band. Danced a couple of salsas, then headed back to town.

- On the last day: visited another beach- even more beautiful than the last - and ordered a paella plus tapas. Food was some of the most amazing of the trip. PAELLA = HEAVEN!!!! I definitely want to learn to cook a lot of this stuff, and we’re already planning paella and tapas nights when we get back home – we’ll all have to learn to cook them along the way though.

- On our last night we head to Feria again for Bulerias – which is absolutely amazing (see ‘ode to the bulerias’) then we wander around, find Horacio, and head off to another salsa venue. It’s a bit quiet due to Feria but we manage to have some good dances.

- We had our last glasses of vodka/gin in fishbowl glasses (each one with half a bottle of alcohol in it!) and partied on. The others were determined not to go to sleep at all before our flight. I was not super keen on this idea (recognizing just how long and painful our haul home was going to be) but I went along with the group, who told me to eat some cement.

- We finally made it home around 7/7:30am. The boys crashed out, and I managed about 30/45 mins doze before we had to get up and head to the airport. Needless to say everyone was feeling pretty terrible, especially Colin, who had definitely drank to excess the night before. Everyone was to pay for this excess though as the day was not to go exactly as planned….