Unsurprisingly on the Costa del Sol, it's sunny today.
Last night, I met a guy the same age as me who is Danish, but his father was Australian. He did his PhD in Sydney.
We had a most enjoyable dinner. He took the following photo.
On the way back, we passed a boomerang shop!
This morning, we bumped into each other at the same cafe for breakfast...spooky.
Last night, we walked along a beach-side promenade which had a few skaters, so after breakfast, I walked down the hill, donned my skates and went on the same parth.
After a few kilometers, I collided at low speed with a jogger who told me in no uncerain Spanish terms, "no platina", so I learned two things. You can't skate there and the Spanish word for skate. I considered it an educational morning.
I executed a U-turn and discovered a dedicated path for cyclists and skaters going the other way from my start point. It went 3.8k to the end of Torremolinos. Not really long enough, but I'll do it twice next time!
Torremolinos is full of tourists, and the beaches are organised with beach chairs etc. Not my style really, but there are patches of chair-free beach.
No kiting in the immediate area, but not to far to drive. After four days in a row, I decided to have the day off today.
I went to the local gym.
A spot of sunbaking on the beach. There were heaps of empty beach chairs, all of which I resisted. Going instead for free sand.
It was all good until a family decided to ignore the substantial empty areas available and plonk themselves down two metres away. No concept of other people's personal space.
Dinner with James, the guy from last night.