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Travel Blogs from San Roque
... hotel resort being built... past Smir Restinga, the luxury marina enclave I visited in 2009... past a stretch of marshland... And finally, M'diq. I've connected my trail of footprints. The journey is complete. I need to celebrate by splurging on a delicious meal. Wandering the narrow streets that were full of election campaigners 4 years ago, I reach the restaurant strip. I need something that will remind me ...
... info, eg Walkers crisps refer to salt from Somerset and cheddar from Cheshire!). In fact, if you woke up here you would probably think you were in the UK, and its very strange after being in Spain the past week.
However there are not enough home comforts for me and personally the less time spent around the 'city' and the more time in the nature reserve/upper rock area, the better.
It's also expensive here, although almost the same as the UK, but we ...
... of the world unknown to the Maxwell House. I returned to the house where I spent that time of my life, but I nearly didn't recognise it as it had a forest of golden shiny swirling tantalising upside down trees suspended inside, in the midst of which I was overjoyed to find a half of my dear grandparents.
The Spanish sierra also offered me new vistas; a mysterious deserted building sheltering some ...
... I've even seen. It was massive and, honestly, It was a bit scary. Seriously, if one of those things bit you it would probably break the bone and, as far as I could see, there was nothing to stop him doing it if he wanted to.
I found myself wondering if my red rain jacket might act in the same way to the Macaque as a red rag does to a bull. Realising was being a bit foolish, I "manned-up" and walked past the monkey, making sure I kept my head down so as ...
... welded up
Anyway, we did finally
run out on our last morning in Seville. I had found a fuel station in Seville
on the internet, but the campsite manager said she had heard it was closed.
Nevertheless, it was important to fill up before crossing to Morocco, so we set
“Emily”, our Garmin GPS machine to find the station. Sure enough, with a 20
minute drive we found the station in a little industrial area on the north
side. To my dismay, ...