Heritage Bay Resort and Ronda
October 5, 2013
Today was moving day. We are leaving our condo in Malaga and heading off to our new condo, Club Playa Real, in Marbesa Spain. The ride was uneventful and the GPS took us to the front door. We arrived at 11:30 and check in wasn’t until 5pm. Some places are not flexible but the staff here was outstanding. They let us do all the paperwork, gave us a key to the garage parking and gave us a free upgrade to a two bedroom. Annette was in heaven, she has a place to go, if the snoring gets bad. We checked out the area and walked over to Le Papillon restaurant, on the beach. We met a British couple, Andy and Diane, and managed to throw back a few pints and some nice wine for the ladies. Then we traded stories and places we have visited for several hours. After paying the tab we picked up our room keys and headed to our new digs for the week. What an outstanding place, with a view of the pool and ocean from our balcony. They even had a bottle of wine waiting for us on the table, classy. We walked to the grocery store and picked up a few items and then took a short siesta. We were extremely tired, and decided on using our 10 euro voucher for dinner at Roberto’s, the other onsite restaurant. The three course meal was very nice. We took half of the main meal home with us but did manage to save room for death by chocolate cake. If you are going to cheat, do it up right. Well it’s off to the room for a good night’s sleep. We are not sure what’s on the agenda for tomorrow.
October 6, 2013
Annette slept in this morning until 9 and after a light breakfast, we decided to take a walk on the beach. The beaches here are not like the beaches in Florida. They are dark course sand and very rocky. They don’t groom the beaches here either, so they are left to nature. Speaking of nature, as we were walking, we started noticing people with little to nothing on. It became apparent, that this section of the beach was an all natural. You can also receive a massage while lying out, from one of the masseuses that roam the beach. They also sell pocketbooks, but if you don’t have any cloths on, how do you pick something that would match your outfit? Come on guys, I know there must be some one-liners’ that you can come up with. John, Ed, Norm, help me out here. In addition there are many restaurants up and down the beach that you can access from the beach. We had lunch back at the condo and then decided to take a walk into town. The town is Elvira and is very small. Most of the shops were closed because it was Sunday but the tapas bars were all open. We stopped at one to have a cold beer and ordered tapas but let’s just say, it wasn’t the best food on the trip. We managed to find our way back to the condo after a few wrong turns that led us to the beach. So we decided to just follow the beach back to the condo. No naked people on this end of the beach. We stayed in for the evening and had cheese, grapes and leftovers. Tomorrow morning we are off to Ronda. They say it’s the oldest town in Spain. However, we have been to several of those towns already, just saying.
October 7, 2013
After breakfast it was time to crank up the car and head off to Ronda. Ronda is approximately 50 miles north of our condo. The trip includes 25 miles of twisting, winding switchback road through the Serrania de Ronda Mountains, to an altitude of two thousand three hundred feet. We managed the white knuckle climb and found a parking spot by the train station. We walked from there to the town information center, where we received our map to all the local attractions. Ronda use to be a hideout for bandits years ago. The town was conquered by the Catholic Monarchs in 1485 and they transformed the main Mosque into a Christian Church, Sta Maria De LA Encarnacion Mayor. The main attraction is the 494 foot gorge, which is spanned by a Roman stone bridge. The vistas are breathtaking and like Granada, the homes and restaurants are built right on the edge of the gorge. Ronda also has the oldest bullring in Spain built in 1785. The rest of the day was spent wandering the back streets in the old town, having lunch and poking around in some of the shops, along with a few thousand tourist friends of ours. The ride back down the mountain wasn’t as bad because you don’t have to shift the car every few minutes. We stopped for some supplies on the way to the condo and decided on eating dinner at Le Papillon on the beach. Dinner was good and the waves washing up on the beach makes for a nice setting. Another day down and who knows what tomorrow will bring.
Annette and Bob