Fuengirola

Fuengirola is one of the many towns along the southern coast of Spain which used to be remote and under-appreciated until scads of people realized that: Wow! this is a Nice Place! So now there are provisions here for all those appreciative people, which in some ways makes the whole area a little less inviting. It also means that some of the personal comforts one enjoys as part of "life in general" are also obtainable here. During our week's stay, we spent relatively little time here as the main attraction (beaches) were not quite ripe.

The Castillo in Fuengirola (with the interesting footbridge)

Looking back

Castle Wall, Cactus, Rosemary & Tree

Medieval ramparts and the encroaching developments (I bet those ramparts would make for great golf!)

Avoiding puddles

"What are these for, Daddy?" they ask.

"Sinking ships," says I.

"Why, Daddy?" they ask.

Explanation follows...

...Horror!

Getting ready to climb the towers

The wind's picking up

So are the waves

Between flood and storm there should be something to eat.

Every now and then a wave easily clears the handrail, and no, we didn't stay to take any pictures of it.

Just these rather tame pictures of the kids throwing sticks at the beach then going to get them when the waves bring them back to the seawall behind us.