One Coín And The Fountain

We took a little drive into the mountains Monday with Judyshannonstreetwhat (click here if you still haven’t met) simply to enjoy the scenery and stop for lunch in the town of Coín (Co-EEN) less than an hour northwest. We arrived just in time for siesta, so we immediately stopped for lunch before strolling the deserted streets of a very small part of this non-touristy town.

Highlight
A 12-year-old with a skateboard whistled at us as we pulled out of the parking garage beneath Plaza Mercado. He followed the whistle with, “Guay coche [cool car].”

Some sights today. Tomorrow, lunch! (Click to embiggerize the photos.)

FOUNTAIN ON PLAZA MERCADO, BEFORE LUNCH.
MIRROR, MIRROR OF THE GLASS…
BACK AT PLAZA MERCADO AFTER LUNCH.

How Delightfully Droll

Saturday afternoon, I took a walk in “the country.” I usually plan my walks around town to stay as close to the beach for as long as I can, but I decided this time, to head away from the water, mostly north through the neighbourhood of Los Pacos. It’s an easy 10-minute walk from home, but once you get past the center of Los Pacos — perhaps another 10 minutes — the look rapidly changes. I wondered at first when it was going to become more rural and then I heard a rooster crow. I turned another corner, the pavement ended, and the “country” appeared.

(Click any image for the big country.)

JUST BEFORE I HEARD THE COCK CROW.
(THAT’S MIJAS PUEBLO IN THE FOOTHILLS OF THE SIERRA DE MIJAS)
SORRY! I SPOOKED A FLOCK OF EGRETS IN A FIELD.

I didn’t spend the weekend, but I did experience a couple of hours of “enchanting.”