Sunday we woke up late to the pouring rain! It was funny though, we didn’t worry about it, it was fascinating sitting on the balcony under cover and watching the way the clouds came up from the sea and formed bigger rain clouds which shrouded the whole mountain and blocked the view to Fuengirola! The Feria was going to officially open at 10pm that night so we swam in the resort indoor pool (very swish, with pleasant meditational type music and an aromatherapy shower, with a steam room and a sauna!). For the whole week we were the only ones in there for most of the time! The bar and restaurant were empty all day except for the chef and the waitress and that night a note was put under the door to say that they would only be open from 10am to 7pm during feria week and the kitchen would close at 4pm!
When we got back we had a bit of a rest and then we started to walk up into the Pueblo via a new path around the side of the mountain. It was a bit scary (I get vertigo), it didn’t help that the manholes were all open with just bits across them, but I did it and as we looked out across and down to Fuengirola we saw an Eagle soaring above and in front of us. It was so beautiful and with the cicadas buzzing it really was idyllic. As we walked up the road we came across two very poorly pigeons that looked as if they’d been poisoned 😦 and a local man picked them up and chucked them over the side of the mountain! So sad 😦
The walkway has now been completed since we came home and there are trees lining it all the way up.
We carried on round and up into the Pueblo and decided to eat at Oscars Pizzeria which has views over Fuengirola. We made the mistake of not taking a light jacket as it was pretty breezy up there but the views were amazing. John had a Roquefort lasagne and I had the spaghetti fruiti de Mer. The food was lovely and the Sangria went down very well too!Although not found any as good as the one I make! LOL!. We went back up to the next level in the glass lift and popped into Mayan Monkey’s small café for dessert!I had pistachio ice cream with a huge chocolate shard and it was so wonderful, not like the pistachio ice cream we have at home that has a slightly synthetic almond taste! Also had a cup of their gorgeous hot chocolate – even John who usually like sugar in everything enjoyed it!
Next we walked up to the auditorium to see a flamenco show. Teach me to try and learn Spanish, misread the sign and it was a flamenco singing competition. It was a bit of an acquired taste but one of the guitarists was rather handsome but it was a bit chilly in the open air so we went back to the apartment. Singing was a bit like a scalded cat at times but got some nice pics though 😉