San Pedro

 

We left Salobrena and motored west along the coast on the N340 past Malaga, and on towards Marbella. The further west we travelled, the more built up it becomes, and more traffic. As we passed under the Marbella bridge we knew we were almost there. Just past the Benahavis turn off, we headed off the main road and onto a dirt track, which leads to the Cotijo de los Cabballos. Having parked the car at the front entrance, we called Peggy on the intercom, and she came to greet us.
We entered into another world, palm trees, lots of exotic plants and a pool like you probably would never have seen the like before.

Lots of sun loungers on the lawn round the pool

And the pool bar

But the best of all, is that no children are allowed at the cortijo. The temptation is to lounge around the pool for days, especially as it was very warm.

The old stables have been converted into places to stay, orders could be left with Peggy for fresh bread to be left by the baker, and they was an honesty bar and fridge with food, that you could help yourself to, just write down what you had taken. Shops were about one kilometer away, and there were plenty of places to investigate nearby.

A farmhouse encircled by wild flowers on the road from Manilva to Casares.

Down on the beach lots of pesatas had been spent on a new seafront, they were still planting some of the palm trees, that came in by the truckload.

Typical holiday maker (me)

And Lyn, no not just about to be trampled by the elephant (it is a shower).

We thoroughly enjoyed our stay at Cortijo de los Cabballos, it was soon time to return home to England, but with the thought that our summer was just starting.