“Travels to a Different Time” :10July1972: Fuengirola, Spain: Woken up by a Fly on My Lip:  I’m Now in Spanish Language Classes

We are moving down the coast a bit from Torremolinos to Fuengirola. The day started with a fly on my lip waking me up. Denise’s brother-in-law was going to give us a lift to the apartment we have rented for two weeks called Perla 2 owned by Sofico. The suitcase was broken as it only closed on one side. We made it safely to our apartment. We invited Denise and her brother-in-law up for a drink on the balcony. We had trouble figuring out how the stove worked but the manager explained how to work it. On our walk we passed a Spanish language school where I enrolled in a two-week class with classes from 7-9 each night. We bought some vegetables, fruit and fish at a market. Stale bread for a ham sandwich for lunch. We couldn’t find anyone to repair the suitcase. I went to my class. Our teacher is called Pablo and I am the youngest student. Most are middle aged people. We had an excellent fish dinner and off I went searching for a discotheque. This routine went on for two weeks. I am not impressed with the Costa del Sol. The water is not particularly clean unlike the crystal-clear waters of Greece and Yugoslavia. There are high rises everywhere and loads of tourists. I am eating very well but there is more to travel than a full stomach. In simple terms there is little excitement here. I might as well be in Miami Beach.

Margaret Mary Stephen Diary Entry: It is fun to cook here. I get up each morning while Robert is asleep and go to the local market which is a large two floor building with the ground floor selling fish and meat and the second-floor fruit and vegetables. There is a huge selection of fresh fish but as expensive as they are we are trying many of them. One shop sells only spices so I bought a bit of many of them. I don’t recognize them but cooked spaghetti sauce with some of them and it was very tasty. The tomatoes are huge and sweet and the lettuce very green and curly. The onions are big and sweet too. I am cooking squash too. The mushrooms are very dirty but once cleaned they are the best I have ever had. The eggs come in plastic bags or cartons. I cook a lot with wine as it is so cheap and tasty.

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food ,drink, travel, film, and lifestyle issues. He also has published serialized novels "Life at Megacorp", "Virus # 26, "Reggie the Egyptian Rescue Dog" and "The Penniless Pensioner" Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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