Marbella

Oct 1, 2013

A few days after returning from Madrid, I hopped on a plane to Spain again. I should really get some sort of loyalty card after this year. This time I was with my parents and we stayed on the Costa Del Sol – not a new destination for a family holiday but having not been to the Spanish coast for…oh, about fifteen years I was looking forward to discovering it as a “grown-up” and to not having to eat a plate of chips for every meal (the idea of Spanish food is terrifying as a seven year-old, paella has prawn heads in it for goodness sake!). Oh the days before the word “carb” entered my lexicon…

Feeling slightly restless after a lot of pool time, I hopped on a bus to Marbella – yes, the destination favoured by the cast of TOWIE and yes, “no carbs before Marbs” was my pre-holiday mantra despite never having actually watched the show. The town that I discovered was, in fact, a million miles away from fake tan and cafes serving full English breakfasts with Radio 1 blaring that I was expecting. I’m sure those sorts of places are there if you look for them but the old town was really beautiful – cobbled streets, outdoor cafes and, due to British schools going back the week before my visit, blissfully quiet! I had a fun morning exploring by myself on foot and indulging in the best sort of carbs that Spain can offer – churros!