Marina Playa Mojacar

I do recognize that I have a sort of handicap in Spain. I'm vegetarian, and that is a personal choice. So I don't have much room to whine about being hungry and not finding food to eat, but I'm also the baby of 6 kids, so those whining rights play trump.<br><br>Yesterday I had dinner at a Chinese place. Yes, I'm still in Spain. And it was pretty decent. Their tomato soup was rather unique -- egg drop soup with chopped tomatoes. Better than it sounds. Then this morning I had a ...

... had an American vegetarian in his Argentinian restaurant in Spain. I had some delicious vegetable soup and pasta. And after one glass of Rioja (typical Spanish wine) he suggested I instead drink the 'good stuff' some Syrah wine from Argentina. I am now on my 3rd glass of wine, my bag has been 'dropped' by my side for 2 hours and my friendly waiter, who also lived in Rhode Island for several years, snuck me the wifi passcode for the restaurant's office.<br><br>Life is good.

We had great intentions starting out the day. We planned to drive along the coastline to a town called Almeria. it's a 2+ hour drive. We thought spanish coastline, it's got to be pretty right? Not so much. It started out beautiful. Picturesque cliffs that roll into the crystal blue water of the mediterranean ocean. But once we passed the first few cities it became the plastic jungle. Every city after this, all the way to almeria, is a farming town. the hillsides are ...

... someone had been waiting behind a rock near us. I couldnt have left faster if i tried. Very stressful moment. <br><br>So we cycled to the other side of Almeria but our journey was cut short due to a coastal windy road with no lights. We had no choice but to sleep where we were. which happened to be up some steps near a light house in the view of hookers. Seriously no other choice. Also, where we slept the happened to be 1cm by 1 inch orange woodlice crawling everywhere. Lovely.

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 ...

VENDREDI 01 MAI 2009 ESPAGNE on s4est arrete a l4hotel de la paz entre 9h et 15h pour manger, dormir, et ;anger bocatillo con jamon y tortilla reprise de la route poour almeria arrivee a al;eria vers 19h, on ne trouve rien d ouvert cause du 1er mai, la ville est vrai;ent pourrie, d enormes immeubles au bord de la plage et un port tout industriel....berkkkk du coup, on se ...

... town and a variety of other attractions. We haven´t had time to do any of those though, because we were so busy sitting on the beach. Not that we want to **** anyone off, but as we explained, time just works differently here. Before we get completely sucked into this abnormality of the space-time, we will leave the last refuge of the Moors in two days and we will go to visit their most impressive achievement in Spain: the Alhambra in Granada. Before ...

... of apartments, complete with kitchen, bathroom and our very own roof top terracce!!!!!!! we danced around for about ten minutes celebrating our success and the universe being on our side. great to have our own place for a bit, no sharing dorms with snoring people, boy smells, top bunks with no ladders up to them, a que for the shower, that person rustling the plastic bags when you are trying to slept, changing beds every single night, locking my pack everytime i leave ...

... 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.