Southern Europe

August - September 2023
A 34-day adventure by Jarrod Read more
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  • Day 33

    Porto

    September 21, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

    Although I had all the intentions to wake up early and see some more of Lisbon before I left, it didn't materialise. I had given up on seeing any of Porto, given I had one afternoon at best. As such, I swapped that afternoon for a morning in Lisbon. I was supposed to be productive, but a bit of a hangover, being very tired and being unable to decide what to do, left me stuck to the couch most of the day. I went and found some peri peri chicken, which was quite average, and ended up back at the hostel chilling with Nina and Matt until it was time to make my way to the bus station. Which is enourmas and quite cool by the way, shame its in the middle of no where and takes ages to get to. After a reasonably long bus trip, I eventually arrived at the Lisbon station, jumped on my bus, and began the much longer journey to Porto. Nothing exciting happened during the journey, and not much exciting happened after. A part from spending a good bit of time trying to figure out the Portugese train system with some other travellers, I went to the hostel and went to bed. It's a shame. It looked very social, and the people seemed really cool. I met some Canadians as I was checking out, and they seemed fun. Had I not been fucked around by the train, I may have made it in time for the pub crawl, and enjoyed at least one night in Porto. But I have had plenty of partying in Portugal. Instead, I simply got a feed, ate at the hostel, and went to bed. The hostel was situated in the perfect position, so even the walk to the burger joint provided some great photos of the cathedral and the viewpoint over part of the city.Read more

  • Day 32

    Sintra

    September 20, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 21 °C

    An early morning bus trip to Sintra wasn't quite enough to dodge the crowds that appeared to flock to the National Palace of Pena, but i didn't plan the day as best i could have. Firstly, I should have headed straight to the Palace and made my way down the hill, slowly seeing things as I go. Instead, I wandered around Sintra before finding myself at the bottom of the hill, looking up a small but beautiful hike to the castle that overlooks the town. After a couple of hours wandering through the beautiful forest, I realised that the Palace would likely need to be booked in advance, but without a sim card, there was nothing I could do to organise myself. I, therefore, had to wait and hope for the best. Eventually, I arrived at the castle, and I was lucky enough they had wifi for visitors, but the next available time for the Palace was at 3 o'clock. A solid 2 and a bit hours from the current time. This was annoying as it wasn't going to take me 2 hours to see the castle, but it meant I could take my time. Matt and Nina were also supposed to arrive in Lisbon around 4, so I was going to be late catching up with them. It's a shame, but we had all night to hang out. It turns out the castle was very interesting but not quite large enough to drain anymore time than maybe an hour. They had an audio guide and some cool information pieces, and most importantly, some wifi so I could actually listen without a sim card. The thing I like most about these castles is the unrestricted access you get. You can walk all along the perimeter of the narrow walls, never far from the edge that leads to a 3 or 4 meter drop. Something that would not happen in Australia. But it adds to the immersion of the site. It was cool to see the colourful palace up the mountain a bit further, too. A slightly drizzly day, the castle and the Palace stood out amongst the forest with a mist covering parts of the city. Really felt like it was medieval times. After killing as much time as possible here, it was time to get to the palace, although i was early, it mentioned that you can access the gardens any time. I figured I could kill some time here, too. But, it ended up being tiny. I took the long path to the palace around the forest a bit more, but I was still about 30 minutes early.

    To my surprise people were already queued, so I joined. As a result, I was still quite close to the front, but I was due to do a lot more waiting, unfortunately. When 3 o'clock hit, the queue moved quickly, but this was misleading. It was simply just us walking up the pathway to join the queue from the last time period. Once here, we waited for ages. Then we finally got to the door to enter the Palace, I downloaded an app to give me an audioguide, but this required wifi or data throughout the whole Palace, which I didn't have. Even once my ticket was scanned, security wouldn't let me through because all the rooms were too full - so more waiting. This should have prepared me for my biggest pet peeve, and the most annoying part of the day. The hallways are incredibly narrow, maybe 2 people wide, so even once inside it was basically just one large queue to get all the way around and some people take fucking ages to take pictures or read all the information on the boards. I was pretty fucking over it by this point, but I couldn't pass people. The tour guides are the worst because people have to crowd close to hear the guide but then no one can pass and everyone is basically forced to participate in the tour, even though it may be in Chinese or some shit. I eventually used any opportunity to pass people. I'm not sure if people would be pissed as it basically was one big queue, but whenever I could, I would walk around the outside and just jump ahead. I was out of patience. Not to mention the shit inside the building did not excite me in the slightest. It was just medieval furniture. I guess it gave an insight into their wealth and how they lived, but a quick walk through gave the exact same experience. Perhaps if I did this in the morning, I would have had more patience and more space to enjoy it, but I was gunning for the exit shortly after entering. This is only the second time I have been in a situation like this, the first being the Vatican museum. The best part of the castle was the outside anyway. I didn't care what was inside, so I rushed to get outside and see what that was like. This was much more interesting, and although small, I found this to be much cooler. But then I was forced to deal with my second largest pet peeve, couples getting photos and taking up the whole path. So you either sit and wait while they take photos or just blatantly walk righting front. Luckily, most are quick, but if they're taking too long, I'm walking through. I don't care if I ruin your photo. Self obsessed cunts anyway. To be fair there were some narrow alleyways that didnt provide much opportunity for people to pass, but get your quick photo and move on, dont takes ages. But eventually I did find my own space to observe and enjoy the castle, the colours and shape are extraordinary, I was just not in a great mood.

    In retrospect, some better planning and a functional sim card would have made today more functional and much more enjoyable. Unfortunately, a lot of things culminated in me being frustrated. But I do think the palace didn't live up to expectations if I try to look past the other factors. It isn't massive, and it's colourful, but you really spend more time waiting than actually exploring. I think they try to make the main attraction the inside, with the decor and furniture, but that just doesn't really excite me. I don't want to know how the MEGA rich loved a couple hundred years ago. I was expecting a bigger focus on the outside and the purpose of the building. Perhaps if my audioguide worked, it would give this insight, but all the physical information pieces were for the different rooms, and I wasn't too fussed. To me, the best part of the day was the walk up the hill, through the beautiful forest. It was incredible and perfect weather, with cool plants and places to just wander.

    Eventually, though, I was done for the day and made my way back to the hostel. Upon my arrival, I ran into Matt. He was staying at my hostel, and Nina was just across the road. So we all caught up and went to watch the Benfica game at the pub. Benfica is a Lisbon team, and it was their first champions league game of the season, so it was due to be big. We expected the streets to be littered with fans, but we went to pub after pub to find them and found nothing. It was mostly people watching the Manchester United vs. Bayern Munich game. This was surprising and kind of sad, I was keen for an atmosphere. To be fair, we weren't in the Benfica suburb, and most of the rest of Lisbon are likely Sporting Lisbon fans - the main team for the city. But I didn't think it would be so hard. Not to mention, the game went poorly for them. A red card in the first 15 minutes and a pretty comfortable loss meant it wouldn't have been the best game to go to, or even watch live with fans. But oh well, after this we bought a bottle of vodka and some chaser and headed to the park for some good ol fashioned public park drinking. Felt like a teenager again. Then, we were quite drunk and wandered the streets until we found a cool bar. We danced and drank here for a while before eventually being kicked out. It was a Wednesday, but we were shocked they closed at 2 am. After this, there wasn't much to do, really. We chatted with some Brits out front for a while before going for a walk. Nothing prevailing, we retired for the night and went to bed. This was my last night in Lisbon and with Matt and Nina. They were really cool and I'm glad I met them as I had some friends for the past week or so. But tomorrow, I will be saying goodbye for good.
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  • Day 31

    Lisbon

    September 19, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ☀️ 26 °C

    After spending a good few days with Nina and a few other people from the hostel, I said my goodbyes to everyone and headed to the bus stop. The two people I became closest with, Nina and Matt, would be coming to Lisbon tomorrow, so there is a chance we link once they're there. I am considering the option of seeing a benfica game tomorrow while in Lisbon. Whether this will materialise is difficult to say. It may be hard to get to the stadium, and it may be expensive. But it would be an amazing experience.

    After a long bus trip, followed by another long bus trip, I arrived in Lisbon at about 6 pm. Given that it was still quite bright, I dropped my bag off and headed to town to see what's around. I only have one full day in Lisbon, and I am likely to spend part of it in Sintra. As a result, I should not waste too much time in Lisbon itself. I walked for a few hours and kind of fell in love with Lisbon. It is so cool and interesting and insanely beautiful. It is very lively, and everywhere I went, I wanted to sit and chill for a bit and watch the world go by. One thing that frustrated me was the number of people trying to sell you drugs. It's happened to me all across Europe. Even when in large groups, these guys who just stand at corners single me out to try to sell me drugs. Although it has basically happened in every city, it may only happen once or twice. Lisbon was different, though. I had a 5 minute walk to my accommodation, and while I was maybe halfway, 5 different guys had tried to stop me to sell me drugs. Not only is this annoying, but these guys are much more persistent. No matter what you say, they just follow you and pull out bags of drugs and try to hand it to you, and it's very strange. This continued all night. Basically, every corner I turned, there was someone else trying to talk to me. Even earphones and ignoring them didn't deter these guys. They just follow you. They're nice but annoying and I couldn't tell them to get fucked enough. Shits me to tears. But a part from this the city is amazing. I wandered across a market that looked and smelled like it had amazing food, but it was quite expensive, so I couldn't afford to eat there. I was also very hungry and had to find a proper meal. Although Lisbon is supposed to be quite cheap, I think they raise the prices for dinner time because everything was 12-13 euro. Which is standard but I was hoping for something cheaper. I am not complaining as I eventually made my way to the Praça do Comércio, a plaza along the water which had some beautiful views of the sunsetting over the water, with the silhouette of the bridge being created. Not long after this, I decided I would just head toward the hostel and go anywhere that sold food. I found a relatively cheap bakery place that specialises in Pastel de Nata. Although I had a great one in Lagos, this would be the real test how good it really was. I had a baguette to go with it. The result, the Lagos Pastel de Nata was blown out the water. This must be how they are really supposed to taste. They are slightly salty on the pastry part, that when mixed with the custards, takes the sweetness out a little bit and makes it a much more well-balanced dessert. They provide cinnamon to sprinkle on top, and this also added a whole new element of the pastry and just melts in your mouth. It was incredible. After this, I went to bed and tried to get an early night for an early morning and a day trip to Sintra.
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  • Day 30

    Boardwalk Beach

    September 18, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ☀️ 23 °C

    The journal logs for Lagos will appear to be quite uneventful as it is generally just drinking, waking up hungover, and spending the day at the beach. Even if you aren't hungover, you still just spend the day at the beach. It is very relaxing and a lot of fun, but I have had people tell me that Lagos was their favourite place and I'm not sure I fully understand that. Although it's cool to chill with people from all over the world and drink and have fun, everything you can do in Lagos, you can do in Aus. I would rather have some things to go and do and see during the day, even if I'm hungover. Either way, I needed a bit of a recharge, so I arrived at Lagos at a good time and really did enjoy my stay. I just don't think I could say it is one of my favourite places simply because the location itself doesn't have much in particular. I'm travelling to see the world, not to drink and sit at the beach, though I am glad to have done plenty of both.

    Today, Nina and I began the walk to the same Western beach we went to yesterday but continued a bit further to a beach around the point. It was a great walk, and I'm not sure why we didn't just do it yesterday, but we didn't realise how nice it would be. Around the point, you walked along a boarwalk, which was amazing. The rock formations that existed along the cliff faces made it really cool. The beach was also really nice too, surrounded by 2 enourmas cliffs, you walk between a valley to find your spot on the beach. Although beautiful, there were thousands of these little bugs, like fruit flies. They would harass you and jump all over you and make you itchy and ticklish. To avoid them, we had to find somewhere on the rocks to chill, and it did work. Although less comfortable, it was worth it to escape the bugs. We chilled here quite literally all afternoon before going back and starting to drink again. This night was not as big as Saturday, but it was still a lot of fun. We chilled at the hostel for a bit before I left to catch the kiwis at the pub watching the soccer. When that finished, I had another drink, and I headed back to the hostel. Once I rejoined everyone, we had a few more drinks, and at about midnight, we made tracks toward the club. We went to the same pub as Saturday but it was nowhere near as good. We played a couple of games of pool before trying to find a better club. Although no such luck, we found a rooftop bar where we could sit and chat for a good little while. Eventually, though, we went back to the hostel at about 3:30am. This was another fun night but didn't quite compare to Saturday. Saturday had a really good group of people, and the clubs were all far busier. Either way, it was good and a nice way to say goodbye to Lagos.
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  • Day 29

    Average Lagos Day

    September 17, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ⛅ 23 °C

    After a pretty big night and a lot of fun, I slept for a while to nurse the lagos hangover before heading to the common room of the hostel. I ran into the kiwis from yesterday, and they recommended a cafe with good coffee and Pastel de Nata. To be fair, they weren't wrong. The coffee is probably the best I have had in Europe, and the Pastel de Nata was amazing. It is a custard pastry thing that is so nice. It was the first one I had, so I have nothing to compare it to, but I think this cafe did it particularly good cause it was that nice. After this, we went back to the hostel and teamed back up with Nina, and we headed to the beach. We were convinced to go to a beach to the west of town that appeared to be very popular for the scenery. After about a 20-minute walk, we arrived but was disappointed to see it packed to the brim with people. It was a small beach, but the rock archways right next to it, make it a popular destination for people wanting instagram photos. Not only was the beach packed, but it also was riddled with seaweed, making it quite uncomfortable to swim in. After not very long, Nina and I decided to leave to go somewhere more comfortable.

    The Kiwi guys had moved from the hostel to an airbnb on the east of town that is right next to a beach. We figured we would head there as the beach was huge, and we were assured to find space. Unfortunately, the walk was longer than we expected and after about an hour of walking we finally arrived at the beach. The boys caught up with us not long after, but then the weather took a turn for the worst. The wind picked up, and it looked like a storm was brewing, so we went back to their accommodation to chill and play cards. This was a lot of fun and a good way to spend the afternoon without drinking. Although it doesn't seem as though there is much to do in Lagos a part from the beach and drinking, given it was a Sunday we figured we would give ourselves a day break and go again on Monday night. After many, many games of presidents and assholes, we began the walk back to the hostel. I cooked some dinner and had an early night, after more chilling in the hostel. Nothing too acceptionally exciting happened today, and the photos reflect that.
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  • Day 28

    Portugal

    September 16, 2023 in Portugal ⋅ ☁️ 22 °C

    After a good amount of time and fun in Spain, it was time to move onto Portugal. I have 6 days until my flight out of Porto, and i am spending about 3 days in Lagos, 2 in Lisbon, and one in Porto before my flight leaves. I would love to have spent more time here as I have heard great things about Portugal but I'm going to have to fill my days with walking and site seeing to make up for a shorter stint in each location. After an early wake-up and a coffee, I jumped on the bus and began the 5-hour trip. Upon my arrival, the sim card that I had decided to buy to get me through the last couple weeks of my trip decided to shit itself. This left me with no idea how to get to my hostel. After wandering and eventually finding some free wifi, I made my way to the hostel to check in. As I checked in, I met a girl from Hobart, quite a rarity in Europe, and essentially ended up following her everywhere around Lagos. She was cool and had a functional phone, so this way, I wouldn't get lost. We went for a hunt for some food and eventually found somewhere with cheap pizza and went and ate it along the river walk. After this, we quickly popped in to see what the beaches had on offer close to the hostel, and they were quite pretty. I was excited to have time to go tomorrow, but it was already afternoon, and it was actually quite cold, so we figured we'd head back to the hostel. The hostel was great and very social, I met lots of people from all over the world (although still mostly Australians), and we chatted for hours with each other in the common room. Although the original plan was to not go out, our arms turned to rubber at about 10 o'clock. Despite being late for me, in Portugal, people don't go out until 12 at the earliest, so we still had time to drink and head out. Although I'm not normally a drinker of spirits, the time restrictions and cheap prices encouraged me to choose vodka as my drink for the night. After quite a few shots, we hit the town and had a great night. There was a group of Kiwi guys that we met, and they were a lot of fun to hang out with.Read more

  • Day 27

    Fuck ups

    September 15, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 28 °C

    I had a pretty clear-cut and well thought out plan for today that went out the window eventually. This was my only full day in Seville, and so I had quite a bit to see. I started, however, wandering around the old town to see the markets and look for Christmas gifts once again. After this, I was planning to go back to the hostel chill a bit, then bike ride through the parks along the river. Then go to the Alcazar, and finish the day at the Plaza de Espana - easily thr site in Seville that you have to see. But when I got back to the hostel, I ran into the German, and we got caught up chatting for quite a while. It wasn't long until we realised we had to go to Alcazar to make it to our time slot. And despite getting incredible lost, walking around the outside of the site for 30 minutes, we eventually made it to the entrance. You would really think they could have some signs, but they didn't. It was really cool to walk through here. It wasn't as nice as the Alhambra in Granada, but it's still really cool to walk through. The gardens were beautiful, and vines covered the walls surrounding the building. Helping you forget you're in a city and making it feel like you're in a forest. The building was even more amazing, each room having a slightly different design while still being incredibly intricate and stunning. After this, I was supposed to go to the Plaza De Espana, but got distracted after getting food and having some drinks with Jo (the german). I completely forgot about my plans to go to the Plaza. In fact, I only remembered when I arrived in Lagos. I am gutted that I could have forgotten the main viewing point in Seville, and I am trying to develop a plan to go back already, but it will have to be in winter. This is perhaps one of my biggest involuntary fuck ups since travelling, I always see the big ticket items and then begin to make my way down the list but this time I completely forgot. It didn't help that I had to bring my bus trip to Lagos forward. Otherwise, I could have gone in the morning. We did decide to go and walk into the Cathedral, but when we tried to buy tickets, we were told that someone had booked out the whole Cathedral for a wedding. In shock, I uttered under my breath. "What must that have cost", the lady laughed but also seemed unable to even provide an estimate despite working at the facility. My guess is my whole years salary.

    We did manage to stumble across the ___ and a lot of op shops on our journey to find somewhere to drink and eat. We walked for far too long before just randomly picking a place to sit to enjoy a break. When I went to buy a glass of wine and a large beer, I was shocked to see it only cost me 5 euro. We had walked so far we were well outside of the touristy areas and thus prices dropped. The issue then became that the occurrence of English dropped significantly, but it gave me a chance to test out my Spanish. To which I learnt, I can somewhat speak it, but I have a long way to go before I can understand it. After a few drinks here, we headed for a kebab and ate it at the park before going home and going to bed. It was a great day, but I am still so shocked and annoyed that I forgot to the Plaza de Espana. How that slipped my mind is beyond me.
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  • Day 26

    Malaga & Seville

    September 14, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ⛅ 29 °C

    Despite an early night to ensure I had time to complete the Alcazar and the Gibralfaro Castle in the morning, I still slept in more than I wanted. Hostels tend to have completely black out blinds and windows covers. This is good when you want to sleep in but makes waking up any time before 10 almost impossible as it always feels like midnight. I much rather wake up to natural light, but that is apparently not an option. As such, I was a bit pressed for time when going through the final attractions of Malaga. Nonetheless, I headed straight to the Alcazar, jumped on the audioguide, and began to wander. This was really cool. The alcazar had layers of history like an onion, and you would peal away the different phases that the site went through during its long lifespan. It was really well maintained, green, and had some incredible views of the city. It's definitely worth the money and time to go and visit. Next was the Gibralfaro Castle much further up the hill utop Malaga. Realising this would be a gruelling walk, and I would once again not be able to shower before the bus trip, I had no choice but to begin the long journey. Given that I was also pressed for time, I hustled up the hill to finish it as soon as possible and rest once up the top if I had time. In the end, I definitely had time to rest as there was very little in the castle itself. It explains why it was so cheap. Everything inside the walls was destroyed by the French during the Spanish wars of independence (peninsular wars) during the Napoleonic era. This meant there was only a tiny building, formally arms storage that they turned into a museum. Other than this, you could walk around the walls, but that was about it. They had installed some gardens inside the walls but these were very average and nothing exciting. As such, I headed back down the hill to the hostel to chill in the aircon briefly before having to head to the bus station and begin the journey to Seville. Although still quite sweaty, this stop did help quite a bit.

    After arriving in Seville, I once again didn't want to waste any time and so I headed straight into town to wander. I tried to avoid the major tourist attractions as I figured I could do all that tomorrow. But without any plan and basically just following my nose, I ended up at the Cathedral of Seville, which is the largest by area of all cathedrals in the world. It was very impressive on the outside with a Gothic style and many unique attributes that make it stand out, like the arches along the sides. This was cool to walk around, but when I walked inside, I think the greatest attraction, its size, is also its biggest disadvantage. It was very dark, and not much light could get to all sections of the cathedral, and many parts just appeared empty. I didn't end up buying a ticket through the Cathedral because I figured I would leave it for tomorrow if I really wanted to do it. Luckily, you could still pop your head in and see without having to pay so I could gauge whether it would be worth it. After this, I walked toward the river and wandered past the state government office (Palacio de San Telmo). After this, i figured it was time to head back to the hostel and attend the free flamenco dance. But when I arrived, it was quite full, and so I figured i would view from inside, but there was no dancing, and it was, in fact, just the music side of the dance. This was still cool, but I couldn't hear the guys explain the music very well as I was inside. I'm not too fussed as without the dancing, flamenco doesn't appear to be that exciting. After this, I got chatting to a German girl, and we organised to go to the Alcazar of Seville tomorrow together. This was good as it beat going on my own. After this, I had a shower after a very sweaty day and went to bed.
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  • Day 25

    Ronda

    September 13, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 27 °C

    I was doing a day trip to the town of Ronda today, I didn't know much about it, but it had been recommended by Erin. I figured it would be cool to see a more rural town in Spain as opposed to the bigger cities, so I obliged. It is a 2 hour bus trip from Malaga, and there wasn't much in terms of scenery on the drive - just endless ____. When I arrived, it was incredibly hot in the town, and I didn't have much of a plan. I was here for 6 hours total, and it's a pretty small place, so I figured I could just wander. That being said, I started walking and ended up on the other side of town, where there is literally nothing. So I had to backtrack and head along the main walkway with plenty of shops and restaurants. This was nice as I looked for some Christmas gifts and some lunch. I stopped for a fajita that was very good before continuing my journey site seeing. Although Ronda was cool, it was slightly disappointing just because there wasn't much to do. The old cathedral and palace were the next most notable things, and they didn't take particularly long to get through, although they were quite cool. However, the most notable of the things to do in Ronda was the bridge. It was quite cool and impressive to see, but I think my overall visit was somewhat impeded by my lack of background or understanding of the town of Ronda. Perhaps a tour would have made this more engaging. I am sure it is littered with history, but just walking around, you never really got a sense of it all. Nevertheless the architecture was quite cool and well preserved, and the views from utop the town were also very impressive but other than that I never really got an idea of why the town is there and why it is such a popular tourist destination - a part from the bridge. The canyon that splits the town and justifies the construction of the bridge is quite impressive and cool to be able to look through. There were multiple opportunities to view into it, and it only added to the surreal effect of it and emphasised the size and grandure of the valley. At the end of the day when it was cooler (although only barely), I planned to walk down to the bottom of the ___ on which the town is situated, to get a bottom-up view of the bridge. But for whatever reason, the regular path to get to the viewing platform was closed, and I would have to walk 30 minutes around to see the bridge from the bottom. Given that I would then have to walk 30mins back up steep hill and another 15mins to the bus stop, in which I would be getting pushed for time, I figured I didn't need to do it. I got a good enough look and didn't need to risk missing my bus, which was the last bus of the day. As such, I headed to the bus stop after some more wandering and began the journey home. Tomorrow, I will be travelling to Seville from Malaga, but I still have to see the Alcazar and the Gibralfaro Castle (Castillo de Gibralfaro) in the morning before my bus trip. I got an early night to ensure I had enough time to see these main attractions of Malaga.Read more

  • Day 24

    Malaga Museums

    September 12, 2023 in Spain ⋅ ☀️ 30 °C

    I am only staying 2 nights in Malaga, and my only full day would be spent in Ronda, a small rural town, a couple hours outside of town. As such, upon my arrival, I had to do as much as I could in the town to ensure I got to experience all that was offered. I arrived at my hostel at about 1 and headed straight into town. Malaga is known for its many museums and also being the birth place of Picasso. Given this, there was obviously a museum dedicated to the man himself, but my limited capacity for art meant that I would focus moreso on the museums as opposed to the art gallery. Not to mention, the main museum of malaga had an art section, as well as an archaeological part, that I could admire anyway.

    Firstly, however, I headed to the markets of Malaga to see if there may be something for me to snack on to keep me going through to dinner. It wasn't a particularly large marketplace and sold kind of basic stuff, nothing too exciting. I think coming from the enourmas markets of Valencia, it was quite lacking in comparison. I did find a really nice, cheap pasta place just outside for lunch, however, so that worked out well. My first stop was the cathedral of Malaga. Something I really like about southern Spain, that might sound kind of minor, is the free audio tours that come with the ticket price, rather than having to pay more. The cathedrals are much cheaper than France and Italy, and basically half the price when you consider the free audio guide. This was a beautiful cathedral built over many centuries with small stylistic changes that reflect this in the three chambers. Although not as impressive as the Granada Cathedral, it was still very interesting with a really cool choir area right in the middle with hundreds of sculptures.

    After this, I headed to the museum of Malaga. I was surprised to learn that it was free for that day too (although only costing 1.5 euro normally, it was still a good surprise). It was really cool, actually. There was no free audioguide, but the information pieces did a really good job of explaining the story of Malaga from cavemen to the modern day. You walked through time before heading downstairs to the art gallery. This was also quite cool as it was less contemporary art and more historical pieces from moments in time. This was really interesting to me as it's easy to understand and more focused on history, which I like.

    After this, I simply wandered around town and admired the architecture of the city before heading back to the hostel to sleep.
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