Although Malaga is probably the most touristy city we have been to, it is very pretty. It is a port town located in the south of Spain–and by “port town” I mean cruise ships stop at this little city almost every day of the year.
I had no idea what to expect when we arrived…to be honest, we thought this might be the place we wanted to end up permanently. After being here three weeks, and experiencing pretty much all that Malaga has to offer, I have begun to miss Cyprus. There’s just something about that island that calls to me.
That being said, I have taken some pictures that I wanted to share from our time here so far. Most of them are of us walking the old city walls–because that is one of the most beautiful things to do while visiting Malaga.
Yesterday, we left Cyprus after being there for five weeks. It was a weird feeling, leaving there, after being there for that long, especially since we are now in a cold place.
The night before, we went to bed early because we had to wake up before seven to catch our plane. My parents didn’t quite calculate the European time change happening, so I was woken up at what they thought was 6:58. We rushed around and jumped in the car as fast as we could. When we got out of the neighborhood we had been staying in, Mom noticed that they had actually woke us up at 5:58. We turned around and had eggs for breakfast, and Kaitlyn and Liam were able to say goodbye to the cats living at our house.
We got to the airport early and hopped on our plane to go to someplace in eastern Europe. After our eight year layover there, we flew to Frankfurt, Germany, where we are right now. The journey from the airport to our house was no fun with our three small bags, two medium-sized, and two big bags.
After we arrived, we were welcomed with a five-story apartment building with no elevator, and still, seven bags. We also found out that we were living right at the very tippy top of that building.
Anyways, I like Germany so far. It was the one place I’ve wanted to go since we went to Rome. Almost everyone walks to where they need to go, and the sidewalks are huge. It doesn’t seem like it’d be very fun to drive on those roads because they are so narrow and there are so many people. It isn’t as cold as I expected it to be, but it definitely isn’t the kind of warm we experienced in Cyprus. The people seem nice, and the clouds don’t make it as gloomy as they do in the U.K.
One day while we were in Malaga-Spain, my mom and dad decided we were going to go to the walls and check them out. Everyone did not want to go, but we still went, and it was fun. I thought it was really interesting. We saw how they fixed the artifacts it was amazing. It looked so different from Roman stuff it still looked cool though. Liam kept putting his foot in the sewage system but it had clean water. It had a great view and there were shooting holes in the walls. My dad picked Liam up and tried to get him to pick an orange but a twig stabbed him in the head. Then he tried with me, but the tree had ants. Then dad picked me up again and I got an orange but it tasted awful. My dad said that everything we were seeing was original. There was a bar and dad said it was original. There was a drinking fountain, a pigeon, a concrete thing, and a lot more things.
The End! Thank You!