Between flights, explored the former TWA Flight Center at New York’s JFK Airport, now a hotel. Opened in 1962, it was designed by Finnish-American architect, Eero Saarinen.
Arrived in Nerja, southern Spain, this morning, after an overnight flight. This evening, one-by-one, we succumbed to Morpheus.
Took in the view from the balcony of our room in a parador (hotel) in Nerja, Spain.
After dinner we walked. At each intersection, our nephews threw a coin in the air. Heads, we turned right, tails, left. Once, the coin rolled into a crack between cobblestones. After a failed attempt to lift a cobblestone, we walked straight ahead. The game ended at a gelateria.
Walked through dramatic caves on the outskirts of Nerja. Missed a scheduled bus back to town, but managed to procure six seats in a coach pulled by this contraption. A banal commentary in three languages was compulsory, but we had a good laugh.
Somehow our nephews had energy for roughhousing in the hotel pool after riding an inter-city bus to Granada, a metro ride to the city center, and a strenuous walk, backpacks on backs, up the hill to our hotel, just outside the walls of the Alhambra.
Explored the Alhambra. The ten-year-old was the most competent fixing problems with our audioguides, usually with a couple swipes of the screen.
Thumbs got plenty exercise, thanks to Nintendo, on an an inter-city bus from Granada to Antequera. We’ve rented a house for a week in Antequera, a less-touristy town with plenty history and a base for day trips by train.
After wandering around uncrowded sights in Antequera, including a castle and a cathedral, the boys sought sustenance.
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The boys and their mom stayed behind to shop in Antequera. The rest of us hiked a few miles to a former convent, now a hotel serving cold beer. Back at our Airbnb it was announced today is Uncles‘ Day. We refreshed ourselves with ice cream, and reserved cream cakes for later.
Walked into a burial chamber that was built almost 6,000 years ago. The Dolmen of Menga, Antequera, Spain.
Hiked in a rocky, eroded place. Sierra del Torcal mountain range, near the town of Antequera.
Our nephews enjoy this for breakfast, white bread with no crust. The product name hurts my eyes.
After dinner, the boys wanted to visit a fish spa. Dad said no, so I fulfilled my uncle duties by treating the nephews. The fish made a beeline (fish-line?) for less-scrubbed parts of the boys’ feet. The fish pedicure was still in progress when Dad posted pictures on Facebook.
Immediately after a most satisfying seafood dinner, the boys did jumps and spins on trampolines. Meanwhile, we watched while finishing our drinks in the restaurant.
5:30 a.m., Marbella Bus Station. Today we’ll fly to Paris CDG then nonstop to Minneapolis/St. Paul, MSP.
