Satelites Park Almeria

... I headed back into town. There were two restaurants I had spotted earlier that looked good. But guess what, they're both closed for personal rest. Hmpf. I found another place that looked decent-ish. I ordered the pasta with gorgonzola sauce. Oh. My. Goodness. It was like they took a hunk of blue cheese, melted it down and poured it over pasta. It was so rich and biting. Ugh. I covered it with salt, pepper, olive oil -- even vinegar, because it was on the table and I ...

... nor American helped me.

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.

The waiter was an older guy that found it amusing ...

... around a bit and then headed on our way. Our main destination was Almeria to see the Fort there called Alcabaza, and then we planned to visit Parque Natural in Cabo de Gato. This area is know for it's conservation efforts and beautiful natural beaches. Mike asked around to find out what other areas are interesting on our way to Almeria. A woman (park cleaning lady) told him Roquetes de mar is a beautiful spot. We drove right there and hated it! Ugly, overdeveloped town ...

... someone had been waiting behind a rock near us. I couldnt have left faster if i tried. Very stressful moment.

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!! 

... who told me that he only stopped if someone rang the bell!! I said it was obvious I was a foreigner and that I'd bought the ticket asking to go to the airport. He shrugged and dropped me off at the next stop where I had to wait another hour for a return bus. I rang the bell three times when we re-approached the airport. Picking up the car, I drove into the countryside hills behind Almeria through miles of urban sprawl until eventually finding the motorway heading towards ...

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 ...

... a high valley, surrounded by oak trees. its famous for its smoked ham (of the black feet pigs) called "jamon". we stayed at a Hostal Fernando. the owner was a red cheeked, very friendly mountain village man, Jose Louis. we saw a horse ******* and ******** while walking in the narrow streets of Trevelez. we will never forget that moment:)

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Départ 2h45 du mat... on sort de la maison et on a pas oublié le fromage! 3h03 - on retrouve tout le monde et on est parti. Papa « Le catalan, c'est comme le violon (ou tu joues juste, ou tu joues tzigane !), donc ou tu parles le véritable, ou tu parles le catalan idiomatique !!! Y'a personne sur la route, sauf les gens qui vont au bled ! 7h30, p'tit déjeuner (au rouge pour certains !) On reprend la route à 8h15. On s'arrête encore après ...