Sol Almerimar Aptos.

... 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.

... the water. Dirty and not one bit interesting. We could not wait to get out of there. there was probably another area that may have been nicer, but we didn't see it. We drove straight to Almeria and which has an old city and a new city. The new city is also very overdeveloped. Huge high rise apartments and hotels. the old city has a bit more charm and this is where the fort is located. We hiked up to the entrance only to discover it's closed on mondays. Bummer! It ...

... at us saying something like: it may be ok to do this in England but certainly not in Spain. I obviously couldnt take her seriously because apparently it was ok to massacre a goat. Anyway, cycled around a bit as usual and met a drunk guy on a recumbent bike. Then we set up camp on a concrete bench. Comfy.

... the day from Olly: "We came down here to see what it would be like to sleep here Chris. We the discovered its the kind of place that goats get brutally masacred. Therefore, Its not a good place to sleep, is it." Despite Ollys compelling arguement the thing that changed my mind was the sketchy guy the kept cycling near us. When he returned with more friends to look at us I thought F**k this, lets do some night riding. The decision was further reinforced when we left because we ...

The day after Granada we decided to stay and catch our breath and the boys did some school, Pete maintenance and myself housework. Took the dinghy over to the beach area, dark muddy sand which makes the water very murky, nice to get wet though. Relaxed evening dinner then a stroll for Coffee and Ice creams, seems to becoming a habit with us. See its not all fun and excitment, some days are just like at home but with a different view.

... inspannende rit langs de kust en langs de Sierra Nevada. Het zijn adembenemende vergezichten die we voorgeschoteld krijgen en als we na zo'n 2,5 uur de stad binnen rijden besluiten we maar meteen een pensionnetje te scoren. De stad heeft met al zijn grote winkels de allure van een wereldstad en is barstens vol met mensen. Er zijn drie grote wandelingen in de stad waarvan we wandeling III 's middags maken en II 's avonds. Van Plaza ...

... in Rota, mooi om boodschappen en klusjes te doen. We kopen meters jeans-stof om een hoes te maken voor onze bijboot ter bescherming tegen de zon, plakken het loslatende antislip vast en gaan op zoek naar camping-gaz, wat in de buurt niet te krijgen is. Rota is net als andere plaatjes niet zo klein als we op het eerste oog denken. Meestal is de oude stad gericht naar de waterkant en zijn de plaatsen soms tien keer zo groot als de oude wijk. Dit is ook hier het geval ...

... our fruit hammocks. I walked over to her boat and she gladly gave me the netting. She was (of course) British, and delightful. She offered me a ride to the corner in her car. I walked towards the passenger side and she said, "No, dear, you have to go to the other side". What was I expecting? A British woman, a British car. It was a bit different to be on the "drivers side" while the wheel was on the other side. The woman said it was the first time she'd driven ...

... flying American flags. Chris identified them as pre-positioned supply ships waiting for deployment. The wind didn't stay with us too long, but the seas were still favorably from the back. We ended up motoring, but made such good time that we decided to keep on going. We sailed through the night keeping careful watch for the fishing pens. This time we did a two-person watch. Chris and I had six hours and then ...

... dans un super endroit sous un grand arbre. On manger super bien avec apéro (et la salade de riz de Christine !) Arrivée à Almería à 16h15. Il n'y a pas trop de monde et on prend les billets sans problème. On attend une heure sur le quai avant de partir. A 19h00, le bateau démarre, et papa filme. Je ressens son excitation de loin, de très loin ! Sur le bateau, on commence à se sentir ailleurs. On entend du raï partout avec un m ...