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Ce matin nous nous sommes promenés dans le village de Isla Canela et sommes partis vers midi dans la direction de Mazagon plus à l'Est. La mer était comme un miroir, le soleil était très chaud, le haut de maillot de bain a même fait sa sortie, un 27 janvier, c'est pas mal! Nous sommes dans le port de Mazagon pour la nuit et repartons demain après midi en ...
Hello again, After I published the first blog of today I noticed my heading was wrong. Sometimes the computer changes a word to what it thinks I meant and I neglected to proof read my entry. So the title has been changed to what it should have been in the first place! So only a couple of photos taken a couple of weeks ago and I just never included them before. So again, Happy New Year, Adventure ...
... went to an interesting archeology museum that was really built around a Roman well. The well was quite remarkable and was the water supply for the castle at one time. Some of these towns have so much history. Silves was originally Roman, then came the Moors who had a big influence. So many of the neighboring town names start with AL that is because of the Moors. The Moors were sent back to Spain at some point and then I guess it ...
... they must have dragged the boats up, now there is a big tractor that pulls the boats out of the water onto the beach and then returns them to the sea after the catch is uploaded. A short entry today, but I still hope you enjoy it. My best, Adventure ...
... my note ''she is like mi Madre'' he’d said. Manuella read Jose’s note and completely underwhelmed, showed it her son, ‘who is ee’ he asked looking at us suspiciously. Neither of them spoke very good English and unable to enlighten them we ordered the lamb. The lamb was flavourless; the vegetables over salted and the potatoes miserly, and Richard swore he’d heard a microwave pinging in the kitchen. The restaurant was empty too apart ...