
Walking up the street to the Plaza de las Flores for dinner. S on the right, Alex on the left.

The dinner we enjoyed that last evening with Alex. Boquerones fritos, calamares fritos and gambas a la plancha. We washed it all down with a delicious bottle of Marques de Caceres. Oh baby.

Estepona's cathedral as seen from Alex's portal.

A conversation on Estepona's main street: Calle Real.
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Nothing like multiple plates of fried food and wine.
More mustache, please. We want mustache! We want mustache!
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