Golf Trinidad Roquetas de Mar

... and completely clear. And they were sand beaches -- not rocks like in Italy. I found a big rock that hung out a bit over the water and sunned there for awhile with my normal clothes still on. Not knowing if the sea experiences tides and freaking myself out that I'd get stuck on the rock I headed back to the sand. It was so nice and warm I decided to go full on and don the bathing suit. A great idea that would have been made better if I had thought to bring a towel. Argh!<br><br ...

... nor American helped me.<br><br>Rather than just going back to the train station and sitting there for four hours, I stopped in a little Argentinian restaurant. Knowing Gaby, I was well versed in the fact that I should check the menu before sitting down. The Argentinians (and Uruguayans, who really fed Argentina everything their famous for, right Gaby?) are big meat eaters. But, they had pasta on the menu. Hurray.<br><br>The waiter was an older guy that found it amusing ...

... and never did get us to the park. By this time we were pretty well done with this area. It was getting late, we never did make it to the park so we decided to cut our losses and head back to Burriana Beach. We decided the only thing that could salvage the day was if the Thai restaurant was open. We got back at 8:45pm and hooray it was open. We had a great meal with some good wine and stayed a good while chatting with the owners and another couple from Holland and France. <br>

Unfortunately, its was time to return to reality. Back on the road. Although, waking up and having a cooked breakfast and a packed lunch made for your journey is enough to raise anyones spirits. <br><br>After leaving we quickly came to our first obstacle. Once again we only had a motor way as an option. But whats this? a service road that runs along side of it. Wow our luck has completely changed. No, its just the same as it always was because after cycling 5 miles down this ...

Returned to San Jose. Next day drove around to the town of Cabo de Gata, saw the salt-pans, went up the the "Cape", saw the incredible beach of Cabo de Gata, had great lunch there, then went around to the beach at Monsul. Eventually decided I HAD to leave!! 

... an hour. Bus wound out of town into the hot-house area and eventually came to the Airport where there was a lot of construction work, so it didn't concern me that it didn't stop by what looked like the bus -stop as it was surrounded by diggers, etc.. As we appeared to leave the airport I asked the man beside me if there was another terminal &amp; I thought he said yes. Anxiety levels increased as the runway disappeared into the distance and I got up and asked the ...

... 2009 ESPAGNE vers GRANADA on les fait fuir et on se couche...lendemain matin, grand soleil, on voit un pecheur arrivee de son bateau et decharger sa cargaison directemet sur la plage, du coup, on prend 1kilo de seiche a 8euros et les lave dans la mer. On se baigne apres mangerm un peu fraiche mais trop benefique... on se decide enfin a reprendre la route pour granada...

... doemscenario's verdwijnen meteen in de prullenbak. Voordat het reddingsvlot goed verankerd is aan de voorplecht, is de dag al weer voorbij. Een dag met veel zon en een ferme/frisse bries van uit het zuidwesten, precies uit de richting die we zouden moeten hebben! Natuurlijk staat de wind de volgende dag precies tegengesteld dus van uitvaren met een stevige bries is geen sprake en we stellen ons vertrek nog maar een dagje uit. Woensdag 30 april begint weer met ...

... decide, you're not just going to be one lucky ****er, you're going to be one of the luckiest ****ers I know. Cheer up". "I just want it all". "And it's good to be ambitious. Mate, you know I won't hate you if you turn round and tell me you're off home because you're in love with some girl. I respect that". "You should hate me". "Yeah, and I will. What I mean is, I wouldn't give you a hard time about it. It's one thing to fall in love with someone ...

... lui donner le « papier vert » pour rentrer la voiture au Maroc. On ne nous donne pas le papier, il faudra le demander à terre. On continue à manger et on va faire tamponner les passeports. On va un peu dehors et avec Flo, nous avons une discussion avec un marocain qui est pas très ouvert, mais gentil. Et voilà, on est descendues et il reste environ deux heures avant l'arrivée à Nador. On y arrive à 23h30, heure locale. 109980km au compteur.