Amarna Zahora

Woken up by the bells at 8am and realised my intake of sherry and wine might have exceeded normal limits. A few rounds of sun salutations on the roof terrace sorted that out and a shopping trip to the local covered market, where pointing and smiling came in handy, was followed by breakfast with the ripest peaches and melon. A trip to the beach at Zahora was planned but before we could go, I had to move the car from the expensive car park and find a free place. In Vejer, anything car-related can bring on high levels of stress – not helped by the fact that I had lost the parking ticket. We were saved by a very dashing young man who acted as the go-between for us with the car park attendant. We reparked in a free car park. The other car had been given a parking ticket as the lines were green or blue rather than white. Who would’ve known?! Quite a while later, we were heading for Zahora beach – recommended by a great friend. It was lovely. To swim in the sea and dry off with a warm sun, with your feet sinking into warm sand – this is what a holiday means. After some real relaxation, we walked to the beach restaurant – amarna – and had a great meal. Marine salmorejo, tuna carpaccio, sea nettle risotto, tuna steak with ginger and an aubergine and courgette salad. Washed down with some tinto de verano. It was so good. Will definitely go back. 

A lovely late afternoon walk along the beach where the sky put on a great show. Home to more sherry, prawns and padron peppers and a fish stew. I could reload and repeat this day very easily.