The white washed hill towns of Costa del Sol are unforgettable. It is nearly impossible to take an anti-picturesque photo. Every angle, crooked alley, mosaic street and iron balcony covered with blooming pink and orange bougenville flowers is right out of a painting. I'd love to be the white exterior paint distributor here.
After classes, a thunderstorm began to threaten a leisurely pre-dinner piazza gathering so Chuck and I headed off (code word for "willi...
His dorm? Or maybe it's a hotel. This is way before the era of The Container Store.
These shots are heavenly. Reminds me a bit of Santa Barbara.
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