Arrival

We are already in Malaga. We flew from Prague with the change in London. We just had to take off the shoes at the airport in London and I had to erase a few pictures I had taken under eyesight of the airhostess and one guy from London's airport security. We live with Jitka in a five-room flat, I will comment the accommodation later. The day after our arrival we were haunting for some food but with the Spanish Sunday laziness it wasn't the easiest task. Besides that probably the most huge rain in a few years came to the southern Spain, because the water flown through to our flat and the flat-mates who live in the flat quite a long time were clapping eyes on that and said they hadn't seen that until now. At night came the tempest and the windows' glasses were cracking, the hats of the pubs' gardens were flying around and the palm trees were falling down. It was a nice welcome to us. After all the third day we finally could make a walk in the T-shirts. It is the period of harvesting of oranges and mandarines at the moment hwewer the ones at the streets remind more the taste of sour lemons than of the sweet fruit...see the added pictures.