Màlaga

For the at before an evening flight home. I took the boys to the Picasso museum while Mrs B went in search of a quiet spot and possible pedalos for later (pedalo hunting becoming something of a late holiday theme).

She returned on one of these - I’ve had a play in Stockholm where they’re popular - and loved it.

And so to the airport- by way of Torremolinos for a ludicrously expensive pedalo.