Some photos from our time in Malaga this year.

The beginning of my Fujifilm Experience

This was my first vacation with my newly acquired Fuji cameras. We brought along the X-T30 and the used X100s I bought especially for this trip. As I mentioned in my photography journey post using Fuji changed how I looked at photography and ignited the interest for photos in a profound way. I think Malaga might have been a perfect place to pick up the camera again as well because the city is so colorful. All the buildings are painted in different colors and I saw new photo opportunities everywhere I turned.

A curious woman looking into a church, perhaps looking for salvation? Only kidding, but those trollies she’s using were everywhere and even had special small parking lots inside the supermarket. Genious.


We rented an apartment in Huelin, located to the west of Malaga city. It was close to the beach and was surrounded by lots of nice alleyways like the one in the photo above.

The beach was long, but the water wasn’t very clear and there was a lot of garbage, like pieces of plastic and bird feathers. Still, it was pretty crowded and didn’t stop us from going into the water.

One day at the beach there were more waves than normal, and waves are always fun. But as the song goes; “It’s always funny until someone gets hurt – and then it’s just hilarious” that would also be the case that day. Except for the hilarious part.

Me and the kids were playing in the waves. Fun times. I didn’t notice that the waves got bigger, but suddenly I saw a big wall of water coming towards me.

As I turned around trying to get to shallow water it picked me up and slammed my pasty white body against pebbles, rocks and sand. I was totally submerged and struggled like crazy to get above water. Just as I caught my first breath of fresh air the bigger brother of the first wave took me for a second ride; first up into the air, all the way to the tip of wave and then another body slam, landing on my arm.

I knew my arm wasn’t seriously damaged, but it felt really banged up and fresh drops of blood were running down both my arm and leg, red turning pink as it mixed with the seawater on my skin then disappearing into the sand. At this point I turned around in complete panic, screaming at my son who was still in the water to get back to the beach. What I didn’t know at the time was that my wife had picked up the X100s and photographed the whole thing.

Like most things which at the time it happens seem scary and dangerous after a while turns to a funny story we laugh at in our family. I wasn’t ready to laugh just yet and my coping mechanism at the time was taking a little walk along the beach with the X100s to take a few photographs to take my mind off the throbbing pain in my arm. During these few minutes, I took some of my favorite photos during the trip.

I call this Postcard.
Another Postcard.
The port with all its noise and big cranes always lurks in the background of otherwise idyllic photos from the Malaga beach.
The fisherman. Never saw this guy catch anything, but he was tenacious and stood there for hours.

When we got back to the apartment I took a closer look at my injuries and it just looked like a few scratches. So disappointing ;-).

Old town

Like every other major city popular with tourists Malaga also has a section called old town. What stands out in Malagas version is the collision between the old and the new. The old church and the surrounding buildings are mostly old, but here and there a new building built mostly with glass and metal pops up. It’s strange, but for the most part, the old wins and old town is a very beautiful part of Malaga city.

Before we went into the center of the old town we took a trip down to the harbor area.

The main street of old town had a big veil providing some nice shade.
The typical street performers were, of course, present, but they also need a break. Still, it removed some of the magic from the performance as the metal rod poked out of the back of his shirt.
The old church can be seen from lots of different angles.

Religious symbols were present all over Malaga.
Later in the evening, we saw some street performers dancing.
This photo had a noir-film like quality to it.


One day we took the bus to Torremolinos, a part of Costa del Sol with more focus on tourism than Houlintown. It had a nice boardwalk as well and we followed it for a while hoping we’ll get to the much talked about the port area, but in the end, we gave up and took a taxi instead of spending most of the day walking.

Spanish bachelor party.
Torremolinos had lots of really big hotel complexes.
But also lots of small, tight streets like this.
And colors – lots of colors!
Another postcard 🙂

The Port of Torremolinos

The burning boat

One thing that fascinated me during this trip was the tradition of Espetos; grilling sardines on skewers in a boat. This is everywhere in Malaga, perhaps with the exception of inside the city center. But on the beach, these burning boats lit up each night and served grilled sardines.

The Huelin Market

The Huelin market

Right beside our apartment, there was a local market with fresh produce and plenty of fish, meat, fruits and whatever. I great place to take photos I thought to myself, but that was until the people there started looking at me strangely. I put away the camera and instead just experienced the smells and people shopping there.

Yes, I can see you see me. I’ll put away the camera now.

Parque de Huelin

We also found a very nice park not far from our apartment. This was a popular place to walk dogs and meet other people. There were always lots of people, old and young, hanging around in this park.

In the middle of the park, there were a boat placed on an island in a small lake.
Ok, we took a few photos of that boat. I love the reflections in the water.
Young love analyzed.

Street photo

Before this trip to Malaga, I didn’t know much about street photography. I’d watched a few youtube videos and read a few blog posts, but that was it. But the combination of the X100s and the colors of Malaga was amazing and I took pictures constantly.

Spanish parking.
The reluctant photo model

One of the things I did a lot was to stand in the middle of the road and snap photos, especially if there were cars or scooters coming towards me. This became almost an obsession, to capture similar shots from multiple places in Malaga. Some of these shots can be seen below.

Each time the traffic light turned red this daredevil rushed into traffic to juggle on a
unicycle. Crazy.
Running across the street on a red light was risky.
Rockin’ a cool hat.
The Queen of Huelintown perhaps?

Final thoughts

Our stay in Malaga was nice in several ways. It really ignited my interest in photography, especially in street photography. Using an old camera convinced me that most modern cameras will produce good photos, but the X100s are still something else, with features like the ND filter being very helpful on summy days like we had during our vacation. The X-T30 took some amazing photos in low light and the Fuji colors inspired me each time I took a photo, just looking in the EVF or at the back LCD screen. It just kept me wanting to take more photos and to this day I still find great photos in my collection from this trip I didn’t notice the first, second or third time going through the photos.

We will definitely go back to Malaga in the future sometime. The colorful buildings, nice boardwalk along the beach and the cobblestoned streets of the old town with the constant clashes of old and new architecture are great and there are still lots of things to discover and experience.

A vacation in Malaga is highly recommended.