This week has certainly been unexpected. After partying on Saturday night, I woke up at Fanny’s place with a packed backpack ready for an escape. Everything almost went as planned, except that I woke up after a couples of hours sleep realizing I had gum in my hair, freaking out about it, then realizing I was running late and then I had to run the whole way (1 km) to the bus stop. And yes, that was a long way considering the circumstances. Then a few hours later, round lunchtime, I sat on the beach in Spain with dad eating gambas pil pil and drinking beer.
Sunrise from the balcony.
Power breakfast before a power 20 km walk. 
We had tree amazing days together with sun, food, walks, naps on the beach and more food. Dad left Wednesday morning so I spent that whole day and half of the Thursday by myself. Must say it was a very well spent time. I did mostly the same things but squeezed I good beach-study section, working that non existing tan.
Last day I went up super early, cleaned the apartment, bought some trip food and took the train to Malaga where I spent a couple of hours before going to the airport. 
Some strange street art in Malaga
I found this beautiful cafe with a balcony looking over the empty morning plaza.
