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A pleasant 30 minute drive from Malaga International Airport and you’re in Marbella, on southern Spain’s Costa del Sol. The Sierra Blanca mountain range is the backdrop to 27 km of sandy Mediterranean beaches, villas, hotels and golf courses. West of Marbella town, the “Golden Mile” of prestigious nightclubs and coastal estates lead to Puerto…
It’s either international drugs running or popping down to Spain to sink a few birdies, now Lusso has its own plane. Charley Speed drew the short straw this time. <img width="110" height="110" src="https://i0.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/Screen-Shot-2015-07-28-at-08.33.14.png?resize=110%2C110" class="attachment-thumbnail size-thumbnail" alt="" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/Screen-Shot-2015-07-28-at-08.33.14.png?resize=110%2C110 110w, https://i0.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/Screen-Shot-2015-07-28-at-08.33.14.png?resize=40%2C40 40w, https://i0.wp strattera for depression.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/Screen-Shot-2015-07-28-at-08.33.14.png?zoom=2&resize=110%2C110 220w, https://i0.wp.com/lus.so/wp-content/uploads/2015/07/Screen-Shot-2015-07-28-at-08.33.14.png?zoom=3&resize=110%2C110 330w” sizes=”(max-width: 110px) 100vw, 110px” /> After…
Head west from Malaga International Airport on the Autopista del Mediterràneo, past the meandering golf courses and tennis courts. Shortly, you will arrive at the little known, but somewhat historically infamous district of Caesars. For it was here, so legend has it, in the sulphuric waters of a local spring, that Julius Caesar, Roman General…
A weekend in Marbella. It’s a simple concept but one that could, according to tourist guides or rumour, go one of two ways. There’s the British tourist’s Marbella which, while not as vomity as Torremelinos et al, or as ripped to the proverbial as Ibiza, still suggests Northerners spilling out of too small outfits and…
The Granada I knew was as pretty as a postcard – the only problem was that was the only experience I’d had of it. Postcards. And after 5 hours in cattle class with Iberia, who offer complimentary turbulence and little else, and a sweaty transfer at Madrid’s ridiculous excuse for an airport, I needed a…
If you’re a connoisseur of wine – or just simply a wino – chances are you’ve bored someone silly at a party with this factoid. The Tempranillo grape is a derivative of the Spanish word ‘temprano’ – meaning ‘early’. It’s a cheeky young thing, an early riser – coming to fruition a few weeks before the…
It may be part of the Costa del Sol, but you’ll soon forget this five-star complex’s not-so-glamorous location and will be rewarded with multiple delights. Head west from Malaga International Airport on the Autopista del Mediterrneo, past the meandering golf courses and tennis courts. Shortly, you will arrive at the little known, but somewhat historically…