What a strange experience? I was asked at short notice to attend a business meeting in Malaga on Thursday! We landed in Malaga at 8pm Wednesday and had a quick stroll to the 'Restaurant Juan'. I ate a lovely grilled Red Snapper, battered anchovies , fried sardines and some strange salad medley. After spending the night in a cigarette smelling Hotel room, Thursday morning soon arrived where we left the Hotel and travelled to our business meeting. Three hours later and the meeting finished, I finally managed to find five minutes to enjoy the Spanish heat, then the Taxi rudely arrived to take us back to the airport, where we ate lunch which consisted of a smoked cod baguette, which was fantastic, followed by a chocolate souffle. Finally arrived back in Weymouth at 9pm, and very exhausted.
I have come to the conclusion that travelling abroad on business is serious stuff.
Sun rising in Spain