Woke up from the post-travel coma this morning ready to go. I was up and ready so early that the guy downstairs at reception was just finishing his nightshift. I sat and had a very confusing breakfast with him. I say confusing because I'm still unsure of where he is from.. at first I thought he was Spanish, then Parisian, then perhaps Californian.....note to self:ask next time I see him. The more I think of it, the more it bugs me.

Anyhow, first on the agenda-- Museo Picasso. Of course, Malaga being Picasso's birthplace and all (at least we know for sure where HE is from!!) I was slightly disappointed that the museo had closed off all but 2 of the galleries as they were renovating or moving the works around (can't quite remember) ......BUT don't dispair!! The temporary exhibit was WOnderfuL! František Kupka ... look him up. Much of this exibit was on loan from the Pompidou in Paris. I remember seeing only a couple of his works there in October. At the time, amongst all that art they never really stood out to me, but in the context of this collection...so great.

After the museo, I took a a walk through the park and then ended up at the Alcazaba-- an old Muslim fortress. Great views of the city and only 2 euros to get in and walk around.

Once again, around 3pm it started raining................. no Irish pub in sight. Instead, the next best thing: Pans &Co. (Robyn!!) .....and as i hadn't eaten anything since breakfast, this seemed fortunato.

Anyhow, that's it for now.

Pictures: Malaga is a very ornamental city. Love the details.

Catedral

A Spanish Rose