And so our sojourn to Costa del Sol and Nerja ended.After the glorious sunshine, the steady rain and wind came as a shock. Would it cease before we had to return to a cold UK? Our last Sunday looked promising. With hope in our hearts we looked peeped through the curtains on our last Monday morning. Threatening
clouds soon blew away; the glorious sunrise over the sea gave hope.
Hopping onto the Urban Bus outside the hotel Marinas de Nerja, " I told you the shops wouldn't be open," I chided as the one we had window shopped in after church on Sunday still had grilles across the doors.
"A wander at the other end of town, the shops down Pintada and a cuppa on the Balcon until they open is the answer," my husband replied.
What a good decision that turned out to be. After shopping and wandering down to the Balcon, the gentle sounds of a harp caressed our ears. As Allen settled down out of the, by now, hot sun, I wandered to capture the timeless scene as I walked to the far end where the Balcon juts out over the sea. If a picture says a thousand words, follow the link below to a short video where harpist Daniel Jordan (danieljordan.net) delighted all around. No more words needed.