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... nature was telling me it was time, I went into the store for some relief.
In the store, after my call of nature, I saw a blue pullover T shirt in a wonderful shade of blue…..only 4,99 Euro! DONE! Bought it. So comfortable, love it…wearing it tomorrow!!!
OK, time to head back to the Ship. I’ve been walking for three hours!! No wonder my feet are starting to let me know. Got back to the room, changed and ...
... we got through and I actually felt like I knew what was happening most of the time. When they offered me snails I knew enough to say "no, gracias" and then say France and make a funny face. Which received rapturous laughter and many reenactments to the rest of the family over the nest two days. I also left the hostel! And man was that a good call. The city was beautiful and the beach perfect. Smaller than Malaga, but tucked away in a little cove with castles on either side, it sure ...
... really clearly. It is early morning. There are a lot of fishers around there. It is so different from what I used to! I used to see fields and mountains, but here I see sea. Soon, I will reach the place where people lack of water because they used to live in desert! I bought some bread. Even bread tastes different here! I miss my Andalusia and me sheep! However, I should move on.
... and there. I was looking for a nice leather weekend bag because I heard that Cadiz is known for leather. I saw some good quality smaller bags at a kiosk, so I inquired about larger ones. The woman handed me a flier and gave directions to a small crafts street. We found the tiny leather store and Fernando, the owner, was waiting for us. He opened the doors and cleared space for us - he was closed on Sundays but his girlfriend at the kiosk had called him so he would ...
Sitting here now on my hotel balcony, with my feet up and with a glorious view of the ragged coastline of La Palma with Santa Cruz in the distance, it's hard to really comprehend how I got here. This could just be any other holiday, were it not for my heavy, aching legs, ridiculous cyclist's tan lines and haggard face . The last time we spoke we were in Seville, so let's return there to continue this penultimate entry in our travel blog. We'd had some long days in ...