Spain 2004. Malaga/Torremolinos.

My first travel experience was going to Pennsylvania in the summer before grade 4, but that was so long ago that it’s not worth writing about. I do remember going to the Hershey Factory though! ButI shall begin with Spain.

I visited Spain for two weeks in 2004, when I was 12 (I wrote 14 in my previous post, forgive my math skills).
This is undoubtedly where my love for travel and photography started. My mom had bought two disposable film cameras, one for me and one for her. I had run out of mine pretty quickly, and I just loved finding something I liked enough to take a picture of when I had a limit of pictures I was allowed to take. I then got to take over my mom’s camera because she hardly took any photos.

This trip was also my first time seeing a sea. On the first week we had so much going on that we didn’t get to swim in it, and the second week we were there it was far too cold (We were there in mid March). I insisted in at least walking in it, I was so excited!!
Since I don’t remember huge details, I will write in point form below what I do remember 🙂

1. I was surprised that there was McDonalds in a country across the world (Give me a break, I was young)
2. We rented a car and were driving on some very narrow roads in the mountains and when another car (Or large truck) would pass by, it felt as if we were going to get pushed off the side of the mountain.
3. Learnt I was claustrophobic when we drove in very narrow streets where locals wandered the streets and took no notice to us in the car.
4. We went to a Buddhist temple, and it was so beautiful. It was high on a hill overlooking a community and the sea. Also inside, we saw a beautiful image made of coloured sand. I can still remember how I felt when I was there. I am not very religious, but I find that I am fascinated with religious buildings when I travel, and always try to go have a look.
5. I fell in love with architecture. And their life style. It goes hand in hand because it was so interesting to see how their whole world is so different than what is an everyday norm to us in North America. I was in awe.
6. At some point, we came across a small lake and there were mountains surrounding it, and it was so picturesque. I think I only had one or two photos left to take at that point and I know I used them, but unfortunately I am unable to find the pictures.

Those are the main memories that pop to mind when I think of that trip. It’s hard to put some of it into words because what really sticks with me is the emotions I feel. For the first time seeing a world outside of my own. And I am SO thankful that I was able to document it in photos. So I am going to add some at the bottom of the post so you can get a better sense of what I was seeing.

Also, I have started a pin on Pinterest which is about the places I have been to before. They are just repins, but if you are interested, click here to see some other photos of the areas.



Below are my old school snapshots 😉





















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  • Reply
    Gregory Smith
    October 5, 2014 at 6:09 am

    I love your blog

    I have read this article and enjoyed it

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      Amber Primdahl
      October 7, 2014 at 11:29 am

      Thank you very much 🙂

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    Seattle Dredge
    February 19, 2014 at 12:34 am

    Ah, I love old photos like these. Lovely shots :]

    I have this weird thing about visiting all of the McDonalds around the world (but not at home) and Spain was actually my favourite. They have yummy apple pie ice cream!

    • Reply
      February 19, 2014 at 12:53 am


      Haha, I’m a bit like that too. It’s fun to see the differences compared to the North American set up.

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    First Two Weeks. | Amber Primdahl Photography
    January 16, 2014 at 1:54 am

    […] Anyways, with my time off I will also finally be posting the long awaited travel series of mine, where I tell you all about my different trips. As you may know, I have already gone over my Spain trip, which was a bit foggy for my memory. I even forgot a very important detail in that post. While I was in Spain, the Madrid attacks happened! Fortunately we were no where near there, (Us in Malaga, the trains in Madrid), but it was nerve wracking none-the-less. Classmates and friends were also worried not knowing which part of Spain I was in. I was also young at the time and didn’t fully understand what was happening. If you’d like to read the original Spain post, click here. […]

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