A week at the beach...

The currency:  pesatas.
The language:  Espanol.
Our goal:  do nothing.

Totally baked and fried...

In July, we flew to Malaga which is near the southern coast of Spain.  We stayed in the city of Torremolinos which is on the Costa Del Sol and near Gibraltar.  Meanwhile, Morroco (on the African continent) was just across the Mediterranean Sea.

"Yo no spreche Spanish."  How's that for a multi-lingual sentence.  It was so hard to convert to Spanish for a week when we've been trying to learn German every day.

Sun, sand, and relaxation on the Med.  It was such a tough time not doing anything.  (ha, ha)  Though we did have a little trouble with our Spanish, we made it through the week alright.

No, he's not pointing to anything.

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