Nova Centro Jerez De La Frontera

... spent strolling around the city, looking at some of the sights, like the Roman Ampitheater, and an exhibition that was being held in the central plaza of the city.
We all split up for lunch and Amanda, Lizzy, Shannon, and I found an expensive restaurant on the coast. Instead of expensive seafood, I opted for the ceaper option of bread. Don't worry though, I had ice cream later to make up for the lack of food I had consumed at lunch. On a ...

... to communicate. We were able to watch Flamingo dancing at the center in town as there was a special performance that night and the star was a young man who grew up in Cadiz and Loly and her husband have known as a child. After the show we went to lunch with Sergio and Oscar their sons. Oscar is older and speaks a little English and looks just like Jon Vaglio. Crazy. That morning both sons were at a casting call for a movie to be made with Tom ...

... of the sweetest sherry called "Nectar" for 8 Euro. I really didn’t like their regular sherry though. They were pretty cool though. When celebrities or royalty come visit, they have them sign a barrel of Tio Pepe instead of signing a guestbook! And they have a family of mice that are sherry connoisseurs. One of the distillery ...

... something to see. After the show we headed to another white village town called Arcos de la Frontera. This was another cobble stoned hillside town set among 2 churches and a convent. We had a nice lunch and walked around the town. The streets were narrow and tiny and mike did a great job of navigating through the narrow roads (he's getting much better)...we left and started our 2.5 hour drive from there to Nerja our destination for the next 7 days ...

... br> Next stop was the most southern town on the Iberian peninsula, Terifa. This is the windsurfing capital of Europe that attracts sailboarders from all over the continent in VW vans. The area has miles of beach, strong constant winds, and lots of bars. We stopped for lunch and checked out a Moorish castle ruin right outside the “Closest European Restaurant to Africa”. I guess it was ...

... me a fairy, and Valentina called me a butterfly! So you get the picture. So the buses didn't even leave until 10 at night because it only takes about 2 hours to get to Cádiz, and typical of the Spanish lifestyle, the party doesn't really get started until after 1 am anyway. Right when we drove into the city we knew we were in for a good time because there were people everywhere and lights all over the streets. We literally just got dropped off into ...

... the center barrels are replenished with wine from the top barrels. Wine from the most recent harvest is placed in the top barrels. This system ensures consistency from year to year, combining the characteristics of the longer aged wine with the vitality of the newest harvest. Because of this, however, strict vintages are impossible as each bottle contains grapes from over 15 harvests.

... and I are living CHEAP and we´re having a tough time keeping it under a hundred a day. We eventually headed back into the heat and down to the beach. As it turns out, is where all of the people were hiding as it was the most crowed beach I´ve ever seen. And this was a 8:30 in the evening. In all of the places in Spain that we´ve been so far, I´ve been very impressed by the attractiveness of the people. I was starting to feel a bit like Spain was where the super models and ...

... every year. Paulo and I took the guided tour around the riding school. It has a huge indoor riding arena, which from the outside looks like a historic building. The stables for their 170 horses is attached to the arena, and looks just as impressive. A genuine Spanish horse is signified by its long mane and tail, and it has to be a stallion. They hardly ever show off their mares, they are mostly kept for ...

The last I wrote I was in Dublin after having done the six day north tour. I had a few days in Dublin before returning to England so went and saw some of the sites I had missed previously - museums, Book of Kells. Sunday I rang up mi amiga de Mexico, Marcela, who decided to stay in Ireland and look for work (I met her in Kilkenny) and we went for a night out at the pubs...it was a fun evening. The next day, I took my camera to the ...