Torremolinos

It feels kinda like home. This is the same apartment we get everytime we come here. This was a stormy day, but usually we can see Malaga and the Sierra Nevada mountains beyond.
This is the walking boulevard that we spend a couple hours on each day. It goes about 3 miles in one direction and about 5 miles in the other direction.
This is the kind of fish that does well with plastic.
On our walk, we feed a lot of cats. There is a colony of cats that live on an ourcropping about a half mile into our walk. Charlotte feeds about twenty of them every other day.
I’m more into feeding pigeons and parkeets.
This is a very old horse that we have tried to work with others to make sure he is adequately taken care of.
A seagull becomes king of the castle.
They have been making their recycle bins really pretty this year. There are separate ones for trash, glass, plastic, metal, paper and compost. They open up into large underground bins and get emptied every night.
My mother died in mid-March and we had to make a quick trip to Minnesota. We probably got COVID on the airplane. But after a few days we were feeling much better and tested negative.
We got t-shirts to promote World Passports and world citizenship. Oh, for a world without borders.
Sometimes you come across some advertising that is really believable.
We made a couple trips to Malaga. Just 15 minutes on the electric commuter train and pretty inexpensive. Big sailing ship in the harbor there one day.
As usual, we keep picking up trash everywhere we go. Over 350 bags in the last year and a half.
This paddlewheel steamer used to run up and down the Mississippi river. How in the heck did it get to Benalmadena, Spain, you wonder? Well it is a long story and involves some failed scheme to turn it into a gambling boat.
On our last morning we took a walk along the beach. We plan to be back sometime next winter.

Cadiz

In early April we got a ride share over to Cadiz on the Atlantic coast to meet our good friends from Jackson, Mississippi, Steve and Jeanne Rozman. They were stopping one day there while on a cruize.
We had a nice room in a hotel in the center of the city.
This is the view from our room.
It was Holy Week which meant there were processions every day and night and the streets were packed with people.
Makes you wonder where the KKK got their costume ideas.
Dozens of men are underneath all these big floats that weigh tons. And they carry these things for several hours through the streets. (They do take short breaks)
A pigeon ready for battle.
Kids in front of the cathedral chasing bubbles.