I went to Barcelona for a long weekend a few years ago. Barcelona; that beautiful, diverse city, with wonderful weather. Somehow I managed to pick the only weekend in the entire year when it rains, and jeez did it rain!
So when I agreed to go to Southern Spain for a few days with friend, I thought that I'd be onto a winner this time. Flying into Malaga and then making our way to el Chorro for a few days of walking and to take on the Caminito del Rey, Surely I was guaranteed excellent weather. I even packed the old bikini (as if I own a bikini!!!).
Malaga was definitely hot and I was surprised by how lovely it was. I spent a few hours on my own mooching around until meeting up with my friend, for our onward journey.
It was an excellent place to visit and I can't recommend it enough if you ever visit this area. Best to avoid it if you're not good with heights or hanging off the side of cliffs on a wooden platform though.
Our last full day in el Chorro was spent walking to Alora, a nearby town. It was a pretty lovely 8 mile walk, following the main road all the way. There was a bit of uphill, and the weather was pretty good for the entire time we walked. Thankfully. We weren't in Alora long before the rain started. Proper end-of-the-world rain. It stopped long enough for us to have a quick visit to the castle but it started again just after we'd realised we'd missed the last bus back to el Chorro. It seemed to get heavier when we then realised we also wouldn't make the last train. Stranded in Alora, the rain took the opportunity to remind me why the Spanish weather seems to hate me. We hid in a doorway for a bit, before braving it in order to find a taxi. Which we did and we made it back to el Chorro in one piece albeit slightly soggy.
Apart from the weather though, it was a most excellent few days. I walked about 6 miles on the first day, about 8 in total the next, and around 12 on the final day. So a really good training experience.