Scenes from Malaga on this supremely hot afternoon. The cathedral, the Pompidou Centre, the port.
The horses are outside the bullring, being prepared for the fight tonight. They’re beautiful animals, but I don’t want to think about what comes later. One of the greys has a stitched-up wound. The bigger horses are ridden by the picadors, and they face off against the bulls during the fight.
I am in the red in one of the pictures.
Notice the flags at half-mast (or half-staff) in the second picture, because of the terror attacks. The first picture is of the Roman ampitheatre and the Alcazaba. There is a castle behind it, but you can’t see it here.
Bright blue sky to compensate for an uncharacteristically rainy Monday in Canberra. I am flying to Spain on Sunday, and will be gone a month. When I get back spring will well and truly have arrived. Already the wattle is out and some of the blossoms have appeared.
Still hiding behind the trees, but in a few weeks the sunsets will be taking place over the mountains and it will be MUCH easier to get a picture.