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... the sun beating down on it.
San Vicente looks like a lovely little town, so it's a shame we won't be able to see more of it, but we're making as much progress as we can while the wind's in our favour. Our fridge isn't working at the moment, so we're hot-footing it to A Coruna as quickly as we can so we can get it fixed. Besides, the weather will improve still further once we round the north west corner of Spain.
... but we'd read enough to know it was a Bad Thing.
It's hard to describe how unsettling it is not to be able to see. We had GPS and radar and we sounded our undignified little horn (which sounds almost exactly like a kazoo) every two minutes as we should, but the bright grey-whiteness pressing in from all sides gets to you all the same. We didn't know how long it would last, whether it would worsen as we went further, and my most pressing concern was that I was going to have ...
... Other campers came to see what we were doing, no one spoke English. But they marvelled at our 1km of strawberries we were eating. Who knew eating strawberries could be so messy. They got warm in the sun, and we weren't paying much attention....delicious! Still stuck in our cloths tho.
After dinner we went for a walk around the headlands and got back to the tent just in time. The thunder, lightning and rain are perfect to fall asleep to.
In the ...
... mouthful and no more. However, that one mouthful was delicious and strong! Just a little different to the bowls of coffee in France.
We asked for the bill, paid and thanked the man...shocked at the next to nothing price. No screw ups this time around.
After coffee we had a picnic in the park next to the ocean. Couscous, cold and not cooked, but still....better than more Nutella bread.
As our walk continued, we found a palace, seals, penguins, ducks, and all kinds ...
... pulled the bus over next to a map, showed us exactly where to go and how to get to the camp ground and wished us well. Another lady saw we were getting on the wrong bus and took us to the right stop with the only words we could understand la playa ( the beach). They are so kind.
Once we found the Cabo Mayor camp grounds, we set up camp quickly so we could enjoy the beautiful warm sun and walk down to the beach. Aaahhhh this town is so ...