AROUND THE SITE

Buenos Tardes,

A midweek update. We thought Cadiz deserved another chance in the sun and it did look a whole lot better. Main square and town hall below are typically Spanish.

A view through to Cathedral Square: 

and the flamenco school and museum (closed pm) were all very well but for a city as ancient as Cadiz, in the very place where Sir Francis Drake singed Ashley Giles's beard (UK readers only) I think so much more could be done.  

As you can see below we have what is a huge beach all to ourselves. This is largely because we are out of season. 

When we arrived at our campsite at the end of March it was probably 60% full. And mostly Brits. We were told by Barry and his wife who greeted us as soon as we arrived (which is very unusual) as we are a bit stand-offish as a race. Barry also explained that we were just too late for most of the organised entertainment as the Brits tend to come for 3 winter months and leave around Easter. What we had missed included 'progressive whist' (it advertised as arrive 5 minutes early to learn - so it sounds a bit like bridge for the senile) and line dancing. Now the day after we arrived Barry very kindly invited us and 4 others to his leaving do. It was also the farewell night for the line dancers. Barry and his mates however, were in line dancing denial. They were the rebels, though we're not talking James Dean, as at least 2 of the rebels were too infirm to dance if they had wanted to. 

I had always thought line dancing was dosi-dos and a whooping and a hollering. But no. Here,at least, and for 3 hours, whipped up into no frenzy at all were a dozen or so Brits of late middle-age dancing very slowly in a line. I have tried very hard to think of anything more mind-numbingly boring. A season ticket for Stoke City or an afternoon of French euro-pop is the nearest I can come up with.

Barry has now departed leaving us only with his life story. Anything you now need to know about hazardous waste or chemical spillages (and how to ask).

Our van above, shaded from the now hot sun. Another post at the weekend, all being well with news of our Jerez trip and some weird food.

Buenos Noces

J&P