Friends of ours are waiting on verification that they got a a pet sitting spot in Malaga in March. They will get free accommodation (4 bedroom house with pool), use of a vehicle and golf cart for looking after their three cute dogs.
View from the pizza restaurant tonight. And yes I know I am in Spain but they cook the best pizzas anywhere. Plus Mrs Cactus has a bad cold and this was nearest to our apartment.
But the fascinating fact was the young couple who sat in the corner. For 95 per cent of the time they looked at their phones and there was no conversation. Even when his food came up he ate with one hand and looked at his phone with other. She had water, he had coke which he didn't drink. She had spaghetti Bolognese which she didn't know how to eat and much of it went down her front.
I despair of our youth.
Actually there were lots of people around, just not when I took the picture.
We ate at a seafront restaurant that we have been going to for over 30 years. Sure it's changed but not a lot. Originally it was at first floor level but then the first floor was converted to apartments and the restaurant area went to beach level. In the old days they had coachloads of Russian tourists and laid on flamenco dancing for them.
It is family run and has moved from grandfather to son and now to grandson and wife and to tell the truth the menu hasn't changed much. But it is how they operate which all other restaurants could learn from. There is no rush. They all move leisurely and in a Costa del Sol summer when it's 35 plus that is understandable. Your meal always turns up at the right time, the quality is excellent and nothing is forgotten. That's all you ask when you eat out.
Many Spanish eat there particularly on Sunday which says a lot.