The next morning we were off. We wound through the Sierra Nevada mountains and went along the southern coast of Spain until we reach Toramelinos, a seaside town. The hotel was very nice, as this lobby shot shows. My room didn't have the greatest view, as I overlooked a small grassy area behind the hotel, but I did not spend much time in our room.

This stop was good for me because we had a fish dinner, which was incredible. Everything they brought out was better than the last dish, and the bread was fantastic. I remember Rita berating me for not drinking an entire bottle of wine, so I had to give into the pressure and do it.