Last Supper in Spain

Lest all the glorious pictures leave you with the impression that our vacation was flawless, I present our final meal in our hotel room near the Madrid airport.

While this may not appear to be any worse than a microwave lasagna picked up at a nearby grocery store, note the following key details:

  • The “microwave” that one of the kids saw in the hotel room turned out to be a safe. The lasagna is cold and clammy.
  • The supermarket didn’t have any plastic forks, so we figured we could get some from the hotel. Wrong again. We’re using flimsy coffee stirrers as mini-chopsticks. This is very difficult.
  • The two glasses beyond the lasagna contain Maggie’s frozen pork buns submerged in boiling water. (Again, we were expecting a microwave.) The boiling water was a total failure, producing a sodden, inedible mush.

Under more flexible circumstances, we might have just called this a divine sign that we should go out to a restaurant instead, but we needed to get up at 2:45 AM to catch our flight home, so we made do and went to bed.

Spain, days 9-12 — Frigiliana

We ended our trip with four nights in a paradisical spot on Spain’s southern coast. Frigiliana (pronounced free-he-lee-YAH-nah) is one of the famed Pueblos Blancos (“White Towns”) of southern Spain, so called because the buildings are all whitewashed to reflect the intense summer sun. (There’s interesting history to it, too, having to do with the plagues that ravaged the area historically.)

Frigiliana sits a few miles inland from the coastal town of Nerja, and about 1000 feet higher in the mountains. Nerja is a bustling beach town now, but historically it was a small fishing village. Most people lived further inland to keep safe from coastal raiders. Indeed, you can still see watchtowers along the coast that would light fires to warn of coming attacks.

Temperatures were a bit cooler in Frigiliana than further inland, moderated somewhat by proximity to the sea, elevation, and breezes. The sun, though, remained incredibly intense. The whitewashed buildings help keep things cool, but you definitely need sunglasses during the day because everything reflects so much light.

We divided out time in Frigiliana between exploring the town and taking trips to the coast. We spent Sunday afternoon at a crowded beach in the heart of Nerja. The water was wonderful, but the number of people was overwhelming. On Tuesday, we went further east along the coast where we met a guide who took us on a hike past one of the watchtowers to an isolated cove for some snorkeling. This was Oliver’s first time snorkeling and after a bit of practice, he loved it. We spotted countless fish, anemones, crabs, and other sea life. Afterward, we hiked to another public beach (much less crowded than Nerja), and enjoyed ourselves exploring the rocks and tidepools.