My love was born in Malaga

I'm not crazy, but when I think of Malaga, I always think of this song. And it’s from this city, which many consider ugly, that our tour in Andalusia and Morocco started.

Let’s discredit the rumors: Malaga is pretty, I would say that it’s at least prettier than Granada. We arrived in the evening with a direct flight from Milan Malpensa. We took the bus to the city, then we walked for a few miles until we reached our hotel in the city center (Hotel Carlos V, about 30 euro per person per night). The room was clean and well equipped. A very cool program that should be aired in Italy as well is on television; it's called "1000 stupid ways to die". They show you true stories of death that are so absurd that they are almost ironic…even if the thought of death is not so funny…
We went out to find something to eat, it's almost 11 pm and we don’t want to be left empty-handed. Seba, overwhelmed by his hunger, ended up into one of the many tourist traps: a restaurant with plastic chairs, dirty tablecloths and unhelpful staff. Not to mention the food. Ok, the following day I would have chosen where to stop eating!
The following day was completely dedicated to the exploration of the town, from the beach to the main square.
Our first stop was Malagueta beach, which couldn’t be defined fantastic but nice and perfect for a little relax. Then, we took a walk along the Paseo Maritimo and explored the narrow streets of the center. A day of sightseeing, nice and quiet.

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La Malagueta Beach. 2011 © Giovanna Puccia. All rights reserved.

Malaga by night. 2011 © Giovanna Puccia. All rights reserved.

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