M is obsessed with wells (must be linked to a childhood nightmare about falling down one) and Hotel Monte Victoria in Málaga has a cracking one – with a grill on top. So the morning ritual was: shower, two-minute stare down the well (dropping a stone down it, obviously) and breakfast in the company of Spain’s fattest cat.
We found this hotel online before arriving and glad we did. It’s a lovely white-washed villa, doubling up as host Victoria’s family home.
We stayed in room 102 (costing around €78 a night), although rooms 104 and 105 are meant to be the best because they have their own balconies. Our air-conditioned room was spotless with a decent bathroom and free Wi-Fi (pronounced ‘wee-fee’ in Spanish).
The house is stylish – full of ceramics, books and paintings – and very relaxing. It’s quiet too, being in a residential area.
You can eat on the fabulous terrace with views of the Castillo de Gibralfaro. The breakfast was one of those cheese-meets-Kellogg’s-type affairs. Lunch and dinner we had in central Málaga – in particular at El Pimpi.
A 15 minute, downhill walk takes you into town which is slightly tougher coming back after a day of sightseeing – and a belly full of seafood and wine. A taxi costs about €5.
Like La Casa Grande in Arcos de le Frontera, it’s highly-recommended.
S commented to owner Victoria on su gato gordo. We weren’t thrown down the well, luckily.
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