Malaga, Andalusia, Spain, 23rd to 24th October 2018.
Temporary Post. Brief image descriptions and no commentary.
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Alcazabar Window.
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Also Alcazabar for this and next six images.
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Near the entrance.
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Some parts are ruined.
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Kiln.
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Ceiling.
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Obviously Spanish coat of arms, not Moorish.
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On the way out. A wider view from the third image.
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Roman amphitheatre.
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Malaga street.
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Street leading to the Cathedral.
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Side door of the Cathedral.
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Alcazabar from Castillo de Gibralfaro.
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Views from Castillo de Gibralfaro.
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Castillo and Port.
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Murray Foote 
I’m curious as to what feelings do you have when you get to such places. Like, it’s a job? It’s total awe. It’s mystorial (heh…I don’t think that’s a word either).
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No, it’s not a job although there’s an element of process that takes over in the taking of the pictures. There’s awe and wonder and hopefully I’ve done enough prior research to understand something of the significance of where I am. Then there’s the aesthetic – the appreciation of the art that people have deliberately or inadvertently created and the wonders of nature which provide a kind of cathartic meditation.
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