Playa de Caleta de Velez (15/02/26)

The girls were on a 4 day weekend (JP got Monday off), so JP & AAs jumped in the car (more like, they packed food, clothes, and the dogs into the van – which took an inordinately longer amount of time than molasses dripping from a tree in January), and drove the 5 hours south to Málaga.

JP got a super great deal (really cheap 1 bedroom), practically right on the beach.

Well, close to the beach

You could open the window, see and hear the waves

Technically this wasn’t actually in Málaga. We were about 30km outside of Málaga, in a tiny seaside town called Caleta de Velez.

Don’t look it up

You’ll blink and miss it.

Did I mention it was windy?

So windy Inqueue moved around, not of her own volition.

JP’s hat has an adjustable string to tie it down, and that got blown off.

Suffice to say, wimbdy!

We at some Italian dinner in a German owned restaurant on the southern coast of Spain.

The equivalent of having kosher Chinese food made by a Mexican being overseen by a Jew who’s never eaten treyf (unkosher food).

Mediocre, but they let us bring the dogs into the restaurant (a crazy thing that could never happen back home, but seems to be a constant all over Europe).

Next we spent nearly an hour combing the beach looking for sea glass.

Green. Blue. Red (or pink). Yellow.

It was a fun game and the girls were happy to explore.

By the time the sun went down, it dropped about 4 degrees (in celcius, that’s a lot), so we trundled back to the apartment, the girls got cleaned, and snuggled together as they passed out.

JP wrote some blog posts, redid the family cards, ordered Ezra a new motorcycle battery, and then passed out!

Hasta la playa!

While back in the Windy City, Elyce and Vered went to Felix’s Bar Mitzvah Party. Not nearly as windy as Spain. 🙂