For awakening your senses with unimaginable experiences.

Two Ferias, to live and relive them

I feel responsible for your happiness. For the Day Fair and the Night Fair. For each tent being an experience for you and your friends. For a cuisine that is all luxury and tradition. For beguiling your eyes with the colour of my costumes, my polka dots, and my lights in the Real fairground. Of the verdiales dances, the attractions, the music, the horses, the flamenco... I feel guilty of that happiness, that jubilation that invades your body, your mind, and your soul. I am guilty of all of this, while you enjoy my fair every summer.

Confessions of a city

I am Malaga and I feel guilty. I confess.
It is me, the one who called you without calling you.
The one who tempted you without tempting you. The one who, without you realising it, trapped you between its landscapes, among its people, within its way of life.
I feel guilty for…