Club Bena Vista Estepona

... smaller group, though I think I had a slight ulterior motive. <br><br>Today we are heading to the ferry to where the real journey begins and we ascend onto the African continent. I am so excited! Though I did prepare, I enjoyed my last hot shower immensely before leaving the camp ground in Spain. All in all it seems like a great group of people but 43 weeks with anyone is *************e such multi cultural groups like this. It should be really amazing.

This is by far the most beautiful city I have visited in Spain! Ronda is where the first bullfight took place and is home to the oldest bullring in Spain. The other students and I started out the day listening to one of our professors give a speech about the history of bullfighting, very interesting but after three hours I was ready to see Ronda. We then went to the bullring and had the opportunity to go inside where the fights take place. It was a feeling like no ...

... un joli endroit où écouter de la musique live (un caveau semi-ouvert sur le ciel - on voit les étoiles!!). Trois français (2 guitares, 1 violoncelle) jouent du flamenco, de la musique des balkans et partent en live!! au final, trois de leurs amis les rejoignent et terminent en apothéose!! Je voyage pendant tout le concert, je grave ces musiques dans mon esprit pour qu'elles m'accompagnent dans les montagnes sur mon vélo!<br>

... tour, but as a small theater for under ground theatrical performances. We wander thru the cave and caverns seeing the large stalactites and stalagmites that make up a water erosion cavern. This was unexpected for us as the Rock of Gibraltar is not known for its natural caves. From the natural caverns of St, Michaels Cave we drove along the mountain toward the far end of the mountain. About halfway across we stopped at the Ape's Den. This is a place where the famous Barbary ...

... found our hotel just west of downtown Estepona - lovely hotel, very good service. It would be delightful during the season, where one could enjoy being out of doors, but it should be fine for now. We have two very nice rooms - I have a corner, with views both up and down the coast from the (large) balcony. Pas and I scoped out the spa and made appointments for him and Mum. Then we took a brief stroll around the gardens (searching for the indoor pool, no to avail ...

... The area open to tourists is 300 m long and goes down a pretty good grade from the entrance. Our guide had suggested going immediately to the end and then stopping to read everything on the way back in order to give ourselves breaks in the climb. It was a great strategy (we still had to practically run down in order to meet our time constraints) except for having to get around the tours that tended to take up the whole width of the tunnel. The tunnel ...

Today we left Europe, getting the ferry from Algeciras to Ceuta. Before we left we decided to go over to Gibraltar, which is a British Dependancy, so back into pounds and British road signs, but they don't drive on the left. From the distance the Rock of Gibraltar looks impressive, but once you're there it isn't anything special, or so we thought. So after stocking up on British food at Morrisons we pressed on towards the border of Morocco.

... car, they were having lots of fun. Another of these apes was biting and ripping into the seat of a scooter, so I tried to shoo him away from it. He looked me dead in the eye as if to say "Are you talkin' to me? Are YOU talkin' to ME?" Okay, carry on mr macaque, sorry to disturb you... Clem bought a stick of candy at the snack shop at the top of the rock, which she was instructed to keep carefully hidden from the apes. But I´m sure they knew the sound of crinkling ...

... a photo to post of it.). It was a large metal sculpture with its arm outstretched. On our walk back along the beach we witnessed a family trying to recreate the sand-sculptures with a fairly successful result. In the evening we went to a small port/marina for dinner. Dining at a small Italian restaurant where the staff were very friendly and the view over the sea was spectacular.

... in bird droppings. What sounded like lively chatter from the street stuttered and paused. I showed my bag and muttered "Hiked down...Seagulls... nesting?" He pointed to the WC at the back. Bag washed, hair slicked back with sweat and my face splashed with water, I came back and grabbed a stool at the bar. I asked for a pint of Murphy´s Irish Red, bummed a cigarette from some broad and watched the barkeep play with the pub Boxer.