⑪Málaga.2

Sep 22, 2026

For the almost week long stay in Málaga, I’ve been staying closer to my base than I’d “planned,” having expected to take day trips, or at least excursions, from this central area. I may yet! 
So fewer photos, or new things to react to. But there’s that cheese I’d not heard of, miscommunication ordering food, reading chef David Chang’s story about not being so precious, requiring the best every time you seek a meal (“Eat that dodgy sandwich”)…

While I try to use Spanish when I can (can having several interpretations here), sometimes it’s better to speak English and I may avoid forks in the menu. 
It goes something like this: At a Turkish place the waiter asks if I’d like something to drink, suggesting a cerveza (it’s Sunday and every adult male is having beer with their lunch), I say, no, something lemon.  He brings a new-to-me! lemon cerveza. “No, gracias, algo limón pero sin alcohol” (“thanks, no, something lemon but no alcohol”) and he brings a zero alcohol beer. He’s miffed, but holding it, and we eventually get to “So, a Fanta, why didn’t you ask for a Fanta?” And I reply I didn’t know what you had but for him it’s like - everyone has Fanta. I felt bad having persisted in Spanish - the beers were delivered opened - so, he said, it happens, and I left him a nice tip.

Tipping isn’t usual here.  Some upscale places in UK did add an optional service charge, giving you a choice of which amount to pay. It feels odd, odder if I want to leave a tip but have no appropriate change after paying the bill by tarjeta/card - to just walk away.  And after ordering some gelato, and talking with a very nice young lady from Argentina working in the shop, I left a few coins - and she reacted like I’d left a massive tip. That, a nice interaction. I was just looking at the flavor options and she said “English” (as in the language, I think?).  It is interesting how often folks just “see” non-spaniard on my face. Anyway, I said, yes, americano but I try to speak Spanish si posible and she wanted to practice her English. I suggested I’d speak Spanish and she’d reply in ingles. This time it worked out fine.

Small motorcycles are very popular here. Also motobikes, scooters, an assortment of light weight transport. But when I see the motorcycles on the narrow calles, callejóns, I flash to Matt Damon. There are many more movies in the genre, chases through European streets, pedestrians disregarded. I hear the sound and almost expect one to jump a car or traffic barrier… But, in fact, traffic is quite polite. The motorcycles stay in a lane when stopped, not weaving up to the front. Though cars might play a bit of chicken with pedestrians, beginning to move ahead like “will you let me?” before reassuming their civil vehicular role and waiting, often with a wave.

Another one of those “it’s not universal” things - there are no one way signs. Streets are marked at the entry - or possible entry - with signage not visible from the side, though, as here, there may be another sign for that. But often there isn’t.

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