A Few Chilled Days in Competa, Spain, Competa, Spain

Unless you are extraordinarily lucky, having fun doesn’t just happen, you have to work at it. In Iceland that sometimes meant enduring cold and wet weather, getting up early with a full day’s schedule ahead of you, driving long distances, doing chores such as cooking and washing up, and every day packing up, putting up the tent and converting our van into our sleeping quarters. Every day. We had such an amazing time but it was time for some sun again and some downtime.

The day we arrived at the airport in Málaga, we had breakfast in Keflavík, lunch in Stockholm, and dinner in Málaga. Pretty good going! It was fun but all quite tiring. We had a trouble-free journey but were happy when we arrived on terra firma again.

We had received a very kind invitation to stay for a few days with Megan and her husband Peter in their property in Competa; we hadn’t previously heard of it to be honest but travelling into Málaga took us very near so we very kindly accepted. The shocking part of this story is that we had never actually previously met Megan or Peter. We had interacted on Facebook a few times; I think at one point we belonged to the same FB Scrabble group. We often commented on each other’s posts, but we didn’t know each other any more than that really. Her original invitation was followed up with a reminder several months into our travels, that the offer remained open, with no time limit. She even offered to make us a sandwich. I thought it was a wonderful act of human kindness and I was quick to reply that our intentions were to accept her exceptionally kind offer… and here we were. ...... (follow the instructions below for accessing the rest of this article).