Malaga

The morning after we were in Gibraltar, we stopped in Malaga, Spain. This city has been in existence for over 2800 years. It always amazes me just how old European cities are. I really think that’s one of the reasons why Americans are not so aware of history- to us, it exists only as words in a book, but to Europeans, they are surrounded by it. You can walk around towns like this and see old Roman columns and Moorish castles scatter about neighborhoods. In the US, we don’t really get that. To Europeans, buildings that are hundreds of years old are commonplace.

For example, this cathedral in the town has in it’s basement a relic that is simply unbelievable- a piece of the true cross. Catholics claim this is a piece of the cross whereupon Jesus was crucified. Even if that isn’t something you believe in, the fact that this relic has been within this church for over 1400 years old is simply incredible.

I absolutely love to see the extreme amount of craftsmanship and work that went into these old cathedrals. The art in here is preciously valuable. There are objects in this cathedral that weigh hundreds of pounds, are made of solid gold and silver. The melt value is in the millions, and they are priceless works of art.

Moving on, there is also a large bullfighting ring in the city.

The streets here are simply beautiful. They paved these older cities with marble tile.

Then it was back to the ship for a lovely dinner. First was the butter poached lobster salad.

Then some filet mignon.

Finished by a delicious piece of strawberry cheesecake.

We went to a brief concert from the house band before winning a bit of money in the casino. Still down about $3000 at this point, but slowly winning some of it back.