I read an article a couple of months ago about “the lost art of getting lost” and was mulling this over as I walked back from my favourite supermarket at the far west end of Calle Jacinto Benavente, the street we locals call the “post office road” that runs parallel above Marbella Town’s high street, Avenida Ricardo Soriano.

For years when walking back along this route, I have simply passed by these two squat tower-like buildings with steps leading up to a now unused fountain some 30 metres above street level, with a forested area beyond but never thought to explore further. I was put off from so doing by the signs on these tower-like structures which read “Club de Golf Marbella” and more intimidatingly, “Motoclub Los Mentirosos” (The Liar’s Biker’s Club!), imagining that these steps led to an incongruously mismatched shared private sports practice area, where leather-clad bikers dodged around tartan-trousered golfers.

However, in the spirit of “the lost art of getting lost”, I cast aside my trepidation of trespassing and climbed up the steps… Continue reading →