Ciudad Del Sur Puerto Real

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The owner, who was a tall American woman with long red hair who wore a long gauzy skirt and most definitely went bra-less, explained the rules to all of us. The kitchen was communal, as in all things in the fridge that were not labeled were up for grabs, and breakfast was coffee, tea, and oatmel. In Cadiz, the plumbing is horrible so you can't, ABSOLUTELY CAN NOT, flush anything down the toilets. I don't think any of us ...

So today we didn't have an excursion because we had our own private tour guides in Rachel's host family from three years ago. They met us at the pier and were so happy to see Rachel it was great! They took us on a walking tour of historic Cadiz and we had breakfast at one of their places they like and we had churros an coffee with milk. Loly knew everyone we walked by it seemed and although they spoke no English and we speak little Spanish we were ...

... of the sweetest sherry called "Nectar" for 8 Euro. I really didn’t like their regular sherry though. They were pretty cool though. When celebrities or royalty come visit, they have them sign a barrel of Tio Pepe instead of signing a guestbook! And they have a family of mice that are sherry connoisseurs. One of the distillery ...

... something to see. After the show we headed to another white village town called Arcos de la Frontera. This was another cobble stoned hillside town set among 2 churches and a convent. We had a nice lunch and walked around the town. The streets were narrow and tiny and mike did a great job of navigating through the narrow roads (he's getting much better)...we left and started our 2.5 hour drive from there to Nerja our destination for the next 7 days ...

... came out of the safe port in Cadiz. British naval-battle tactics were fast and aggressive, cutting through the French line and reining hell into the lightly defended aft of the French ships; the cannonballs mowed through everything up the length of the ship, leaving a bloodbath – then turning to deliver mercilessly broadsides to the crippled ships. Flotsam & bodies washed up on Cape ...

... app om ons daar wat op te frissen en dan naar de tapasbar te gaan met Kirsten, Magdalena, Manuel, Debbie en Rasmus. Het was heel gezellig en kheb vooral veel gelachen met Rasmus. Tenslotte zijn we met z'n allen iets gaan drinken in Diwan, cocktail-gewijs weer. Om twaalf uur doorgegaan, want Manuel en Magdalena moesten maandag er vroeg uit, want Manuel vertrok weer naar huis en Kirsten en Rasmus moesten naar school. Ik niet, want ik ging met Debbie ...

... nog een duitse, hoewel ze meer een exotisch uiterlijk heeft) en dan kwam Alex (ook nen duitser) erbij liggen. Twee minuten later komt de Kris eraan (kerel van Leuven) met de boodschap dat zijn maten te voet van ons school richting playa victoria aant wandelen waren (wat dus kei ver is) en die kwamen dan ook bij ons liggen. Ze kwamen dus feesten in Cádiz, want in Algeciras is het duurder en is het meer voor werkende mensen en ze waren vorige week hier ook al komen feesten (naar het ...

... the sights. We hope in his car and head to the southern tip of the "Rock." What a view. You see Spain, Africa, the Atlantic, and the Mediterranean all by just rubbernecking. We followed that up by walking into St. Michael's cave. The one feature of the cave that stands out is the concert hall that has been carved out of it for several hundred seats. Imagine seeing Bon Jovi in there. Next we went to The Great Siege Tunnel created by the British in the 18th century to defend the Rock. It ...

... we de hele tocht in het donker varen. De oversteek is een makkie, de stroming blijkt steeds véél sterker naar binnen (Midd. Zee) te staan dan naar buiten (oceaan). Er staat geen wind en met de stroom mee . Als je dat goed uit kient ben je in 5 uur over. Naar het westen is wat lastiger. De wind staat steeds vaker west en de stroming is sterker naar oost dan naar west, omdat er een zouter gehalte is in de middellandse zee dan op de oceaan en de wind veroorzaakt ook stroming.

... t appear to be necessary to exchange your money.) I took the #3 to the end of the line, which is Europa Point and got off. The man at Hotel Miramar said that one could see Morocco from the top of the rock, but hell, you can see North Africa just fine from Europa Point, and it was really cool. I had hoped to make it to Morocco on this trip, but I would have had to have skipped either the past few days or some time in Barcelona, so maybe next time. But it's cool to have a picture ...