So all eight of us manage to get to the airport on time, thanks to some help from Steve, with his last minute printing off of driving instructions for us, only to find that our plane has an entire football team of Spanish boys, who’ve been over to the Arsenal Ecademy to train. When they spot our four mixed teenage beauties, their eyes pop out on stalks and the plane fills with wolf whistles and raging hormones. Some of them are VERY cute and our four are lovely girls, it’s a match made in heaven LOL.
Takes then all of oooooh, half an hour and the bravest and cheekiest of them passes a note back, which kicks off a LOT of giggling and note passing, backwards and forwards, mainly of the “hey you in seat 32a, you are really hot!” variety (oh, yes, I intercepted some just to make sure).
By the end of the flight Mr Cheeky was inviting Chloe into the loo for a kiss (an innocent version of the mile high club) and the whole plane is in hysterics.
So we arrive eventually at Malaga airport to be met by Jeremy at Arrow Cars. Mr Cheeky from the plane intercepts the girls as they come out of the loo, and steals a quick kiss while Sarah and I were collecting luggage…..what a terror!
Jeremy ferries off some of us (not a moment too soon!) plus suitcases while the rest follow behind in a taxi, to the car hire depot just by Ikea, where our two Seat Ibiza’s are waiting.
Sarah’s looking a bit green as she’s never driven on the right before, but she’s determined to “feel the fear and do it anyway” and I know she’s a good driver so she’ll be fine.
She follows me out of the depot and we head for Cadiz / Algerciras and the motorway. I get to the first roundabout and forget how to change gear because there is a binging noise in the car….door open? full beam on? yes, but that’s not the binging….ah, the hand-brake is on a tiny bit.
Binging off, roundabout navigated and we head west into the sunset at a steady 120 kph.
An hour or so later, we take exit 153 to Estapona / Casares and head into the hills. I’m feeling a bit of trepidation as it’s getting dark and I know the road is windy but it can’t be worse than Greece right?
Hmmmm, well yes and no.
We wind up the windy road, which is well paved and not so bad, until we come to the top of the town of Casares, so far, so good instructions from Adrian & Rona.
Follow the parking “P” signs to the municipal / free carpark he says. Mind the sharp bends.
You are NOT KIDDING!! Just getting onto the road to the carpark was one of the steepest mini-hills I’ve driven up! While everyone else marvels at the amazing view of Casares all lit up, hanging onto the mountain top, I concentrate on the road VERY HARD.
Five minutes later and we are in the carpark, heading for level 6, as it’s easier to park on any level except 7, and then we are unloading and heading up in the elevator to the ground level, emerging onto the school square, where they are clearing up after the Fiesta that evening.
Pulling our suitcases, we roll down Calle Fuente to Number 10, Calle Fuente, Casares, Spain, where we find that our key doesn’t fit. At all. Very odd, Rona and Adrian came to stay on Friday to bring us the key especially. A quick phone call to England establishes that it’s the old key, and that Roger is coming over with a new one. Roger is a mate of R&A who looks after the place and is an absolute sweetie.
Roger lets us in, turns the air conditioning on (it’s warm in there) then goes to see if anything is open for food, we go get jacket spuds with tuna, and eat them on the terrace.
Just to let you know – the house is beautiful. It’s more like a boutique hotel than a private house and it’s right on the town square, so you open the windows and can hear everyone chatting and moving around….talking in Spanish, hardly any English here. However, one of the reasons we are here is to give R&A feedback about the customer experience, as well as take more photos and video for the website we are making them at http://www.HolidayRentalCasaresSpain.com – and to plug any gaps.
Roger will be back tomorrow to brief us on changes in Casares, good things to do, how to get to the supermarket, what time the pool opens, great restaurants and other essential items. Roger’s partner is a great chef and looks after all the best private villas around here, incuding a VERY famous, beautiful, British film star who is staying currently with her boyfriend.
We have arrived, we’ve had adventures already, three weeks of fun, photos and videos stretch out, what bliss.
Stay tuned, I’m going to try and blog each day.