
[written yesterday evening]
I’m sitting on the train and it’s a miracle. I still can’t believe I’m here.
This is what happened…
05 Saturday Dec 2009

I’m sitting on the train and it’s a miracle. I still can’t believe I’m here.
This is what happened…
05 Saturday Dec 2009
04 Friday Dec 2009
Manolo called me last weekend and said it looked like he wasn’t going to be using his Málaga apartment this long weekend after all and so it would be okay for me to stay there instead of in the Marbella apartment. Now this makes a difference! First of all, it’s quite easy and cheap to get to Málaga by train (Marbella would have been two bus rides and I had no idea about the connections) and of course Málaga is where I really wanted to go. Sure I’d still like to go to the new Marks & Spencer in Marbella and get some mince pies, but I can do that Saturday afternoon and then spend the rest of the time in Málaga. The apartment is on that jutty outy bit in the middle of the port (on the map). I’m so excited!
25 Wednesday Nov 2009
Remember last August when my friend Manolo offered me the use of his lovely apartment in Málaga? Nog and I spent a fabulous week there and I really fell in love with the city. I’ve been wanting to go back ever since and was especially hoping to make it there during the Christmas season as I hear they really do it up nicely in Málaga – I’m a total Christmas fool and lover of pretty fairy lights and all such festive sparkliness. But it turns out that Manolo, who lives in Seville, has been using his Málaga apartment a lot more of late and so it isn’t as available for friends as it once was. But then it turned out that there is another option …
05 Thursday Nov 2009

Has a nice ring to it, doncha think?
[updated: 10 November with pic & new ending]
Yeah, don’t ask. It was one of those spontaneous moments. I was showing the apartment next door (yes, another tenant has flown the coop) and mentioned that I was thinking of finally seeing Inglourious Basterds as it was going to be the last week for it, and the prospective tenant said it was the best film he’d seen all year. Five minutes later one of the present tenants, Nieves, showed up at my door saying she wanted to go to the cinema with me. And five minutes after that we headed out with Nog, not even remotely suspecting we were going to end up not seeing the film and wanting to open a B&B…