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We decided to stay another day, when we ventured out yesterday we discovered a nice town nestled a few hundred yards away so we had a wander and bought some shorts each because the weather is so warm we were not prepared as we were wandering we came across a museum all about catching sardines and tuna and the preparation and canning of them. Suz is ...
... good at navigating along with snoopy the sat nav. Just about to go for a walk we are on the old fishing docks where they used to bring in the tuna and sardines another Aire this one is €4.50 a night only stopping long enough to plan and ...
... to return either I may add. Once out the harbour it was clear it would be engines all the way once again - this wind is getting beyond a joke, everywhere we go it's on the nose, I'm beginning to think we should have boat a Motor Boat. Chipiona has the highest lighthouse in Spain, it's the 3rd highest in Europe and the 5th Highest in the World - that is my useless fact of the day. Not a lot else to report ...
... on a blackboard or piece of butchers paper for a euro or two in a small rural bar to a large extravagant menu in some of fancier places in the bigger cities.
The list of dishes is immense and each region has its own speciality. In Seville Spinach and Chickpeas is a typical tasty dish, seafood in every shape or form along the coast. Iberian Jamon (ham), cheeses, olives and Russian Salad appear across the country.
Tapas is ...
... and all that gear following me around... but if I did, I wouldn't be able to get to nearly as many places as I do, nor would I have the time to fully explore every town that I play music in. On my way to Huelva, I sit next to a fellow who seems to be speaking in a dialect of Arabic on his cell phone--but it's not Moroccan. I decide it's a good excuse to start a conversation. "I'm from Mauritania" he tells me. Great! I haven't had the chance to chat ...