A special, significant day today! As we landed in France on Monday the 1st of September and it is now Monday again ….. we have been out now for 51 days and we are now starting our 8th week of this adventure. The picture is of Elaine out shining the sunset and ladies, note the hair!!!! We have now done 1792 miles since we set off and are now down at the south of Spain at Conil de la Frontera. The temperature has been around 32 degrees but the wind has got up quite significantly because of the affects of Gonzalos that is on the way to you now. If the wind hasn’t died down then we will stay here for another day. This wind was quite a bonus for us as Elaine took the opportunity to wash the quilts today and with the combination of the heat here and the wind then they were dry in an hour and ready for use again. Elaine said “good pegging out day”..
We have seen this sort of statue outside quite a few churches since we have been in Spain. It all looks a bit Klu Klux Klan to me (especially with all the African market stall holders) so there will be a special prize for the first reader who can explain just what we are seeing here. The churches here will always be a puzzle to me anyway. Although you can see lots of signs of the wealth some people have here: you can see the poverty that lots of people live with, yet the churches flaunt the wealth they have.
I met this lady the other night but she gave me the complete cold shoulder. Funny thing is after I had posed for this photo, suddenly there was a queue of people lined up waiting to have their picture taken doing the same thing. I am glad I was first as who knows what I could have caught.
Here is proof that I have swam in the sea as that is me on the right with our friends Tom and Jo in the huge surf there. It was only a shame that Elaine photography was not good enough or you could have seen the huge wave that I just ridden in on and what you see is just Tom and Jo congratulating me on on that magical performance. Well this is my blog as as I am writing this then why shouldn’t I use a bit of poetic licence. The beaches here are magical and everywhere you can see the vans of every sort of the surfers that are enjoying the west coast of France and now Spain.
Presuming the wind has died down tomorrow then we will move on a bit further south and then Tarifa where we will be on the most southern point of Spain and then Gibralter and the apes. After that we will head up towards our long winter break. I nearly put holiday but the last time I wrote that then emails came in like arrows demanding to know if the rest of what we are doing is work. So the diplomat in me will say that we have to take a break soon to avoid any wintry weather.