Located in southern Spain, outside of Malaga, is a little village called Frigiliana. I don’t remember how my best friend and I heard of it, or what ultimately made us decide to go there, but spending a day there was one of my favorite parts of my 2007/2008 trip to Spain.
Having spent the night with a friend in Malaga, we caught a bus one morning to Nerja, about an hour to the east. From there we transferred to a second bus that would take us 15 minutes inland into the village. I had no idea what to expect, but what we found was breathtaking.
Frigiliana, this white washed old Moorish village with winding cobblestone streets that tempt you up and around bend after bend, transports you to another world. At each turn, a green door, then a blue one, then a row of colorful flower pots filled with equally colorful flowers. This goes on seemingly forever, leading you all around and through its streets without a care of where you are going or how long you have been there. Every 5 steps your eye finds something that you want to capture and take home with you, but the feeling of wonder just doesn’t translate.
If you wander in the right direction, you might find one of the restaurants built into a ledge of the village that overlooks the sea. Happening upon one, we stopped for a glass of wine and sat in silence, soaking up the warming daytime sun and staring, just staring for an hour or two out over the bright white village. I still remember the feeling.
If you ever find yourself in Andalucia and have a day to spend somewhere beautiful and peaceful, Frigiliana is waiting for you.