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Spain, Day Eight--Arriate

We had originally planned on driving down to Marbella for a beach day, but I hadn't really worked out the details for that to happen.  Believe me, I tried.  Nancy was helping me think through ideas, Hannah and Glo had helped me call places.  But for me, when something doesn't happen, I don't want to force it because it usually doesn't work out.

Instead, I felt pretty inspired to give us a day off of traveling.  With the house in Arriate having its own pool set amidst gardens, I didn't think we needed much else.  So we decided to make a day of relaxing in our own literal backyard.

It was such a treat.  We found mulberries ripe for the picking on the way to the pool, so Glo grabbed a bunch of them.  Clarkie enjoyed them, and we enjoyed using them (and him) for our art project ;-)

  

 


As always, we loved the pool.  Was it a bit chilly? Yes, but I think Clarkie was the only one who minded that.  So Hannah just put him on her shoulders and they chugga-chugged themselves all over that pool ;-)

 


It was just a really great chance to rest, relax and read!





I also took the opportunity to listen for birds.  I love hearing new avian friends in foreign countries and recording them on the Merlin app.  Sitting around the pool, I heard no fewer than ten birds including an Eurasian Golden Oriole, a European Goldfinch, a Melodious Warbler, Common Nightingale, and Eurasian Blackcap.  I also spotted a bird flying overhead that Merlin identified as either a Spanish Eagle, or a Booted Eagle.  I was hoping for the Spanish eagle, but I think it was the Booted Eagle which is similar to a vulture.  It was very fun!

It was our last night in the Ronda area, so we decided to get a reservation at a highly-recommended restaurant in Arriate.  The food was obviously spectacular because I forgot to take pretty much any photo of any of it.  But the sunset was happening outside the window, and it was just a perfect ending.

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