Another nice day
08.09.2015 - 08.09.2015
I've worked out how not to wake up with the sun (or the bells). Insert ear plugs and don eye mask, as if on a flight. Works a treat.
I carefully packed some shit clothes for my trip, which included a pair of shorts that last trip needed stitching. They lasted another 14 months, so I have sewing cred, but I spotted a clothes shop last night with bargain shorts, so back this morning - breakfast nearby, then into the shop for some denim shorts for 10 Euro.
Then back to finish packing and leave my Attico apartment and collect my car from the expensive car park opposite.
It came from upstairs in a lift.
My GPS was insistent I should drive through the tables and chairs outside a restaurant, so I switched it off until I was out of the tiny streets.
Onwards to Tarifa, past more than 100 wind turbines, which I think are pretty, although they should a turn in unison!
Approaching Tarifa, I saw a kite beach, so I pulled in. It was Valdevaqueros Beach, probably the main kite beach. There was a camping area with kite hippies, and a couple of people playing with kites, but not enough wind.
I hung around in case a seabreeze arrived and because I couldn't arrive before 4.00pm.
Driving into town, you can see Africa - it's close.
I had asked about parking near the apartment, not quite realising that there was no room in the street for a car!
Anyway, I found a free public spot 500m away and there the car is (I hope).
I have gone from the attic to the basement- not quite, but there is an overpowering smell of mould here. I get used to it each time I come in.
It's tiny, but adequate.
A walk around the town and a beer, followed by a reunion with a French kiteboarder I met in St Kilda in 2011.