El Pimpi Courtyard Cross, Malaga, Spain
Last year, in April of 2017, we took our first family vacation ever. My husband, me, and three kids. We went to London, Paris, and Spain. It was an involved endeavor. There was much planning. There was much packing. There was much walking. But it was super fun. I’ve been to London and Paris several times and it was satisfying to show my kids their unique personalities, but I’d never been to Spain. Thanks to dear French friends, I discovered the joys of Spain too.
Specifically Malaga. And Mijas. Two cities on the coast of Southern Spain. Mijas was our home base, where our friends have a vacation cottage that overlooks the Mediterranean (yes, it’s as awesome as it sounds), but Malaga was our cultural adventure. A city of about a half-million people, Malaga has not only velvety mountains and lovely beaches, it has history. Delicious food. Stunning architecture and art. It’s affordable. And the Spanish people are friendly and accommodating. I have warm warm memories of Malaga. Continue reading
People, like plants, are resilient. We suffer shock from our wounds, we go dormant and mourn, we heal and recover, and we continue to grow as best we can despite crippling circumstances. This is why I’ve been thinking about the natural beauty of Paris.
Looking out from the Promenade Plantee
