Hola,
After clunking away on a robot computer in a games bar for half an hour the attendant came along and unplugged my prepaid computer from the wall, so this is actually the second time I am writing this story. I apologise if it lacks enthusiasm as a result. We are in Nerja, a seaside town in the south of Spain. We spent a few days in Madrid and then Granada (to see the incredible Alhambra) before heading east to Rhonda for a scenic train journey past olive fields and small villages nestled amongst the rugged mountains with the sierra nevada as a backdrop. We hobbled through the streets of Nerja with our packs, mum with a broken toe which she kicked on the side of the bed the night before. We hit a tapas bar attempting to numb her pain a little. It worked for a while, she managed to pace to the restaurant afterwards at an almost normal speed. It´s a rainy day in Nerja so we are dissapointed that we haven´t been able to walk along its beaches, but we have spent the morning gazing out at the meditteranian ocean through the window of a cafe, so it´s not all bad.
Matt has decided to go to Italy and then New York, and I am leaving in a few days for Ecuador on my own. A bit of a last minute suprise. So all blogging from now on will be an uncombined effort. Matt might upload some photos from where he is and I am going to see if I can buy a camera so I can do the same. If any of you know anyone in Ecuador, Peru, Chile or Argentina (where I will be for the next 8 weeks) then please put me in contact with them so I don´t go too cuckoo travelling on my own again.
Love Anouska
