Sun, Sangria, Tapas, and Family
03.05.2007 - 23.05.2007 28 °C
In May, after crossing the straits of Gibraltar from Morocco to Spain, we spent time on the Gold Coast-like city of Malaga, wondering why so many English people flocked to a place with such crappy gravel beaches. It makes me sure that Queensland has some of the best beaches in the world, with an enviable climate that is hard to beat... why am I travelling here again?? Oh, 5 euros for a carton of beer, that's right! My parents, sister, and brother-in-law then joined us for a gastronomic romp through central Spain, as we drifted from quaint villages, to ancient palace, to tapas bar after tapas bar, gorging ourselves on gourmet food and drink, and vaguely noticing a few ancient chuches or castles every so often.
Below, the whole gang, looking like something out of the Adam's Family after a hefty day of sightseeing, hopes fervently that Adrian knows where he is going.
After so much good food, wıne, and endless hours gazing at historic monuments, Anouk, on the verge of madness, breaks ınto a spontaneous rendition of the Spanısh Flamenco! We do hope she will recover.