For us it just made staying asleep pretty impossible - not a problem so we were up breakfasted and out...
We took the shuttle bus into town a boring convoluted journey and crossed town to find the lift that would save us the climb to the Alcazaba Castle. We were lucky - our friends on board had located it for us and sent us directions. It was funny really, because you go down this long tunnel and there's absolutely no evidence of a lift until you turn a corner and there it is. we were the only people in it - it made me nervous but once we went up to the castle floor the place was crowded.
It's an interesting Castle. A ruin on the side of the hill.
A mix of lovely stone and brick work - loads of arches and columns and a lot of moorish painted and carved edged work around the windows.
The floors were fabulous mix of marble, terracotta and patterned pebbles.
There lots of tight snickerty places and steps leading onto the remains of walls affording fantastic views across the city...
and up to the other castle way up above us on the top of the hill.. There was an audio to download but no written information anywhere. This made if difficult to appreciate the history - I think if this had been earlier in the cruise we might have made more effort to download the audio but quite honestly we were a bit 'historied' out.
Still a very pleasant place to spend the morning. The colours and shapes the ruins made were pretty to look at. We walked as high as we could to look over the city and also to contemplate the walk up the hill to the other castle....
As we looked across to the very long very steep climbing walkway we were a bit pit off by the hoards of people marching up and down... even Dr Fred was dubious. I realised at this point that we, Dr Fred in particular, completely citied out.... we were a little overwhelmed by the tourist crowds and we decided to give the other castle a miss....
This mean't we were cutting or day plan short so instead of the castle we headed for the contemporary art gallery. This at first glance appeared to be a hugemodern building built into the hill beneath the castle. On entering we discovered that only 3 floors were used for art... not quite sure how the rest was utilised.
The artwork was varied and pleasing tp wander through.
A very good exhibition of Frank Robaje...... copper/ plastic and metalwork creations.
Not quite entranced... More evidence of our lack of energy... we were actually pretty desperate for a coffee but in our usual Dr Fred and Ruby style couldnt quite find the right coffee stop🤣. Online the gallery boasted a cafe - as it was a free entrance we thought patronise the cafe but it turned out to be a vending machine!!!
Lethargy overcame us
A desperate need for coffee took us back to the marina - once again contemplating the superyacht business.
It was another tired limp home to our cosy overheated cabin - change for dinner and more (new guests) people watching with a drink...
On day 3 in Malaga Dr Fred gave up🤣. He tethered his phone to the computer and decided to work. I took the bus into town and walked slowly back. I just felt it was unlilkley I would be in Malaga again so a wee wander wouldnt go amiss.
I went to look at the bull ring - the outside it wasnt very exciting.. I know its part of spanish culture but I cant get my head around it.
Eventually I had had enough of town and went back to have lunch with Dr Fred before sitting and sewing quietly on the top deck in the sun....
Quiet evening - first night it wasn't really warm enough to sit out!
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