And So It Begins......

Firstly please excuse if there are many mistakes in this, the computer that I am typing this up on is French and it is telling me that every word is spelt incorrectly and the keyboard is not a QWERTY one, so I apologise in advance!!! Secondly I cant upload any photos either :(

Day one of EuroTrip starts off at 6.50am on an early morning flight from Gatwick. Destination Malaga.

Upon arrival it was evident that we were not dressed for September in Spain, this was  not aiding our extreme struggles yet to experience in this country.

So ambitiously we decided to get the train to the city centre and then walk to the hostel. Why we thought that this would be a good idea I have no clue. Question? Why does Spain insist on having cobbled streets?

Finally arriving at our hostel aptly named Oasis, and quite frankly that is what it was. Our first experience of a hostel was being greeted (albeit he wasn't greeting, merely walking out of th bathroom after a shower) by a semi toweled man emerging from the bathroom. He was about as surprised as we were, quickly retreating to arrange himself before re-emerging. Now I am not one to usually comment on physique but this man was a GOD. As if he was straight out of 300. All me and the sister could do was to look at each other with a look of "things surely are on the up from here."

Walking around Malaga is pretty nice, nothing to great, but pleasant. Very little tourists about which is always nice. Theres a nice beach which was fairly quiet and a very domineering cathedral but other than that, not much else exciting.

For those who are looking at using hostels the one I stayed in comes highly recommended!! Good price, air con, private bathroom all you really need.

Next Stop : Granada

Love 

Mils

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