tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46920312809471066432024-03-13T12:17:33.561+00:00Small Man With VanCrawling Through Europe (A toddler's view of life on the road)Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-39606599172956352842017-04-06T11:17:00.002+01:002017-04-06T11:17:53.645+01:00Marvellous Marvao<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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After leaving Monsaraz we thought that it just couldn't be any more beautiful. Then we arrived at Marvao.<br />
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When we arrived I said we had been here before and Mama said we hadn't and I said yes we must have because it's a castle on a mountain.<br />
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It sits right on the border with Spain and was a Muslim stronghold. In fact every October they hold a Muslim festival to celebrate the origins of the town. <br />
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There is a beautiful Arab water garden in the middle. <br />
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And big round boulders.<br />
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We went a really long walk down the mountain and then up the other side.<br />
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And it was Spring here. We have been following Spring up from the South of Spain. The almond blossom is just starting here.<br />
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There are Cork Oaks and apple trees and broom and Jasmin and we even saw bluebells. Yeah. <br />
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We went for a swim in a well and there was a funny noise coming from nearby. I caught a couple of frogs at it.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-65414743972271819462017-03-30T18:09:00.001+01:002017-04-06T10:48:28.914+01:00Nerja, Fuengirola,Ronda and Cadiz<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We loved Nerja. We have never been before and would certainly go again. We found ourselves a place to park by a very quiet beach and the sun came out and it was very hot. Mama swam in the sea every day and we stayed there 5 days. We didn't want to leave but we decided we would delay our trip so that we could see our Aunty Jayne and Aunty Ping and Uncle Joe said he would come and visit too. Yippee!!! Just as I was getting bored of the No- Funs.<br />
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It was strange going back to Fuengirola. It was almost like going home. So many happy memories here. Not so much the place but of the people who visited us here. I kept pointing out the tree that Saxa climbed and the churros restaurant I took Nanny too and the Fun Fair I went to with Lollo and the apartment where Kaviya came to stay and the beach where we sat with Grandad Geoffers and Grandma Brenda and the restaurant we ate in with Aunty Jayne and Aunty Ping and so on.......<br />
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We were soooo happy to see Uncle Joe. He brought us food and smiles. He let us use his shower and his wifi. I asked Mama if we could move in. <br />
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We had a lovely time testing Spanish brandy and playing the guitar. Torres 10 yr won hands down. We all had a ball. I told Mama we wouldn't be too sad when he left because the next day Aunty Jayne and Aunty Ping were arriving and we went to visit them and Aunty Joyce and Uncle Keith.<br />
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And we had another lovely day eating and drinking and messing about. <br />
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On to Ronda. Wow. Mama and Daddy had heard so much about it but they were still taken aback. What an amazing place. High in the sky.<br />
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It was cold though and very windy.<br />
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Then onto Cadiz which we all loved. Parked right in the centre and ate loads of seafood. Spent 2 days wandering the streets. What a great city. And now we are in Portugal heading home. Such a strange thought that in a months time we will be living in a house in England. Mama is being a bit weird about it. I can't wait. I can't wait to see some friends and to see my Nanny and go to school. <br />
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<br />Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-62515245762036756362017-03-05T08:05:00.001+00:002017-03-05T08:05:14.000+00:00Spring is Sprung and England's CallingWe went up a mountain the other day to find some snow so I could be like my cousins. At the top we found crocuses and I told Mama that Spring was here and we had better turn round and go back to England. Nana told me that I would be with her when Spring comes.<br />
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Mama says that we have to be back in England for the 1st of May as I will start school on June 5th in Dorset. I keep changing my mind about going back. I don't like the rain but I want to pretend with my Nana and I want to have some children to play with but I want to keep Nona but Mama says we will have to sell her and buy something smaller. I love Nona.<br />
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The No Funs took me up to a ski resort because I have been going on about being like my cousins in Norway. We found some snow but the No Funs didn't have a sledge so Mama made me one out of an inflatable ring with a piece of fibre glass in the centre. I loved it. It's cold and wet but it's fun. Then we came down to the sea again.<br />
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We stayed in a very quirky campsite called Camping Tropical and it is tropical. There are papayas and bananas growing and it is very very green and smells lovely. I found a numnum tree.<br />
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Daddy says that Almunecar is a very very old place and there were people here since the bronze age. They have been making garum from salting fish intestines. Mama said where can we buy some of those?<br />
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We did find El Lute y Jesus Friedure. Mama was so excited. She came running to find Daddy and me.<br />
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We had pink mullet which had a garlic and parsley batter and a mixed fried fish which had the crispiest octopus tentacles in which tasted like pork scratchings. Mama said she had a strange experience in the shop. She said the man was really nice and friendly to her then when she tried to pay with a 50 Euro not he turned into a grumpy snatchy chap. It was only later on that she saw that there were two men who looked alike.<br />
Now we are off to Nerja and Malaga and Fuengirola. Then we are heading back to the mountains and over to Cadiz.<br />
We have missed my Aunty Nicole and my Uncle Joe and it looks like we are also going to miss my Aunty Jayne and Aunty Ping. We will see them all very soon though as well as my Uncles and all my friends.<br />
<br />Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-60164721838394185212017-02-28T19:44:00.001+00:002017-02-28T19:44:53.404+00:00Mama left a piece of her heart in the Alpujarras<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So we came to Pampaneira and parked in a car park in the centre of the village and Mama fell in love. She fell in love with the mountains. She fell in love with the trees. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A walk to the gorge</td></tr>
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She fell in love with the white white walls and the green green plants and the water which rushed and gushed where ever you looked.<br />
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We walked all the way down to the Poqueira Gorge in the bottom of the valley. There were brambles and nettles and it smelt of England in Spring time when the sun first starts warming up the wet ground and there were prickly pear and geckos.<br />
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And there were rivers running through the streets of the town. Melt water from the snowy Sierra Nevada and channelled down by the Moors running away from Granada.<br />
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And they have houses with porches made of wood and terraces above and roofs made of trampled down shiny grey earth.<br />
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So we went on a walk. Daddy said it was the GR7 and a great walk of Europe. So I took a stick for those pesky dogs.<br />
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If there was one thing I would change about Spain it is the dogs. The place is full of caca and if you are not standing in it you are being growled at by one. And they have great big ones charging about the place. And dogs.<br />
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But we walked through Bubion and up to Capileira unscathed. A bit barked at but unbitten.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A view</td></tr>
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And we had the best meal in Capiliera. And everyone was pleased to see us and we were pleased to see them as we had walked though the mist up a great big mountain to get there. The best bit was that Daddy and I ran all the way back. It took us 2 hours to get there and half an hour to get home.<br />
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And then we left and Mama left a bit of her heart there. We drove to Lanjaron. Because Mama said she had found a nice hotel with a heated pool. And it was a town full of fountains and I drank from every one.<br />
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It was a very green and pretty.<br />
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And the house had portals which led into beautiful little courtyards with magnificent doors and it was wonderful. If you didn't step in dog caca.<br />
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We spent Mama's birthday at the hotel and it was lovely.<br />
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And we got dressed up for dinner so Mama took a picture because we had a bath.<br />
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Oh and when we were in Pampaneira we met a lady who was weaving wool and Mama thought she was amazing and bought a shawl from her and the lady said we could come back the following day and watch her weave and I sat next to her and was very excited and Mama thought I might get my fingers chopped off.<br />
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And now we are sitting in the carpark of the hotel using their WIFI. Mama says what goes around, comes around.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-55121903481669845012017-02-28T10:18:00.003+00:002017-02-28T10:18:24.165+00:00Cabo de Gata to Trevelez Gata<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We have passed by Almeria several times and never stopped because it looks like it is covered in plastic bags but Mama has being banging on about Cabo de Gata and going there. And how wonderful it is. Windy but wonderful.<br />
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There are volcanoes and the Spring flowers were out and the air smelt of honey.<br />
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And the towns were small fishing villages which gave you an idea what Benidorm must have been like.<br />
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We found a parking spot on the beach at Isleta del Moro and then walked along the coast to Los Escullos beach. A lot of the path had crumbled away and we had to scramble up cliffs. It was very exciting. But very windy.<br />
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We drove out to Las Negras but it was full of motorhomes free camping and Daddy didn't like it. He saw one campervan open their window and throw out some vegetable peelings and there were lots of dogs roaming about and making caca and if there is one thing Daddy doesn't like it is dog caca.<br />
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So we moved away from the cost slightly to Rodalquilar which was an old gold mine and has a great village and a brilliant botanical garden. Mama stole a pomegranate and Daddy told her off and I ate it.<br />
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They have made a really good job of rebuilding a ghost town and people were moving back in and tourists were coming and Daddy said he wished they would do the same ooop North. <br />
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The wind was starting to send us a little bit lala so we decided to head for the hills and the Alpujarras. We drove up to Canjayar which was a funny little town and they had an aire right by the fire station which pleased me and morning and evening the goats walked passed us and they didn't half smell. Mama says nothing stinks like a Billy Goat. I'm trying to prove her wrong.<br />
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And then we went to a campsite in Trevelez which is supposed to be the highest village in Spain. Daddy is the best driver in the world. It just happened to also be the best place for curing ham which is done using only the cold dry air and salt. We bought loads of jamon. Mam said I would grow a curly tail if I kept on eating so much of it but I haven't.<br />
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I have been asking to see snow because I want to be like my cousins in Norway and Mama said it was forecast to snow there. It didn't snow but it hail stormed as I called it. Thunder and lightening and big snowballs from the sky.<br />
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Fortunately Daddy had an umbrella with a big metal spike on the top of it which he held up to the lightening on top of the mountain as Mama pointed out.<br />
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I didn't get any snow but I made a friend. Daddy was getting annoyed because she kept trying to get in the van and he accused Mama of trying to kidnap her. Mama said she was pregnant and gave me some of the best jamon to give her. I would like a cat. I would like some snow too.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-71757499279554999862017-02-18T09:30:00.002+00:002017-02-18T09:30:57.977+00:00Sierra Espuna,Estrecho de la Arboleja,Lorca,Lucainena de Las Torres<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Mama took this rubbish picture of this amazing church. Santa Eulalia in the Sierra Espuna. A national park in Murcia. It had a wooden inside and was painted with really gory pictures of chopping off heads of people. Daddy said they were Moors.<br />
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We had a lovely walk up a mountain and could see the church and the monastery in the bottom. We parked Nona there for the night. <br />
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The walk up the mountain had statues on the way up and Mama really liked them. I liked them because it was my mate Cheeses who I haven't spoken about in a while. <br />
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The next day we went to a canyon and tried to walk along it but it was flooded with water. We found a very old cave house though which was built into the sand stone in the cliff. You could see where they kept their animals and the way the house had been built. Mama really liked it but Daddy said the cliff looked like it was going to come down on our heads. <br />
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We drove into Lorca. Mama looked it up on the internet and said it was a very unlucky town. It has had floods, the plague, more floods and 2 earthquakes. They were in the middle of rebuilding the centre after a big earthquake a few years ago. The centre was very nice but the outskirts where we parked weren't so pretty. I didn't care. It had gravel.<br />
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And then to one of Mama's most favourite places. Lucainena de las Torres. A tiny village on a mountain side. I think she liked it because there weren't many people about. <br />
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Mama said they filmed a lot of Westerns here. Something called Los Desperados. I've not seen it but at the moment I can't stop watching The Axel Family on Youtube. Mama calls him Axel Grease and his sister River Bed. Even thought they are called Axel and River. Mama says they are an unnatuarally happy family who spend there time pushing toy trucks along a beach. I don't think she likes them very much but I would watch them day and night if I could. I wish I lived with them instead of my grumpy lot.<br />
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We walked along a Via Verde for 10 kms. Gosh it was long. We passed by lots of empty houses which were old mining villages.<br />
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We stayed for 2 nights here. Parked just outside the town. At night it was very dark and very quiet. I don't think Mama wanted to leave but there wasn't a bakery open here. So we moved to Nijar.<br />
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It was a very pretty town. We went to the tourist information office and Mama got a brocure on Cabo de Gata and so we changed plans (again) and decided to drive there. We stopped at a lovely aire which was very cheap and very good but quite a way from town. So I was dragged on another 10 Km walk. <br />
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But we had a beautiful view of where we are heading to.<br />
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When we walked back Dady said it looked like Mexico. There was lots of cactus and then we spotted asparagus. It was everywhere. Mama picked loads. But it was very very prickly.<br />
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A bit like Mama.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-41583701201971789722017-02-09T19:51:00.001+00:002017-02-09T19:51:11.249+00:00Exotic Elche, Novel Novelda, Manky la Manga,Crazy Cartagena<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Leaving the cousins was hard and I speak about them most days and we have them on our fridge but we were glad to leave Benidorm. We set off for the hills and went to Elche. We loved it there. Mama said it reminded her of Marrakech. It was full of date palms and water and gardens but was a very busy working city. <br />
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We really liked it there. I made lots of friends in the parks and we heard a band playing and went in search of it and found it and followed it. They went past a churros stand and one of them stopped and bought a big bag full as the rest of the band played on. He went running after them.<br />
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Then onto Novelda to see a Modernista house but it was closed. However, we got to see the Santurio Santa Magdelena and the Castillo de la Mola which had a triangular tower which I climbed up.<br />
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The Cathedral had an organ made out of marble which was amazing. Daddy spotted it and Mama said that there is nothing more amazing than a stone organ.<br />
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The best bit was parking Nona right next to the cathedral on top of a mountain and sleeping there with the lights and the cats and the howling wind.<br />
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Then back to the coast. Mama had been going on about the Mar Menor for ages and said it was an inland sea divided by the tiniest strip of land from the Med. She had read that it had warm waters and spas and had decided it would be a great place to be. We stopped at first on the Mediterranean side at Cabo de Palos which was nice. But it seemed that the land was all dropping into the sea<br />
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but we didn't mind because we hadn'tr bought a house there or parked Nona too close to edge and the port was all blue and white boarded houses and they sold ice-cream. Then we drove along the La Manga strip and it was terrible. Really bad. It smelt dreadful and we counted 5 dead cormorants on one beach. Mama said it was a sign of things to come and then we sat in silence for a while until we couldn't bear the smell.<br />
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So we left and drove to Cartegena and that cheered us up. What a crazy place. Castles and ports and mining chimneys and Roman Amphitheatres and Baroque buildings and Arab quarters and peacocks. Wow. What a place.<br />
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The only problem was that the No Funs couldn't decide where to park for the night. Everytime we found somewhere they'd move on. At last we found somewhere and still the No Funs weren't happy with it. They said that there were men walking around by themselves but I liked it because it was quiet and it had gravel that I could dig in so I protested and we stayed. I was just going to sleep when there was a bump and daddy lept out of the van with a stick. Then Mama jumped up and opened up all the blinds and turned the lights on and opened the door. Someone drove off in a car and a lady crept away. I asked what happened and Mama said well what do we expect parked next to a port. Daddy said she had lost her dog. But then we packed up and drove off. To the other side of town.<br />
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At last. My long awaited friends. My cousins! They're here. I cannot tell you how pleased I am to see them all. Riff has got big and I like to give him big hugs. Leven and I are about the same size now and we hang out. And Saxa can speak English. It's great.<br />
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Then we walked up the old town. It was very very busy and we were afraid we might not get to see it. Then we found a gap and all squeezed in and waited.<br />
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We took big bags with us to catch the sweets. And then it all started. Police and Firemen and Paw Patrol. Drums and lights and whistles and sweets. They were throwing them at us. We caught loads. One hit Saxa thock on the head. he didn't cry but it must have hurt so much that it itched because he kept on rubbing it. Leven nearly got squashed by a tractor trying to rescue a stray sweet and Riff sat on Aunty Ragnhild's shoulders and smiled and smiled.<br />
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The next day we walked up to the cross. It was a beautiful day. On the way back down we wanted to go to the beach. <br />
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So we stopped off at a little bay. There were a few people on the beach and most of them got up and left when we arrived. Uncle Kenneth said that maybe we shouldn't stay too long. So we had a paddle and then left. It was only later Mama explained that it was a no clothes beach. So what?<br />
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I see my cousins nearly every day and it is wonderful. However, we all have colds at the moment so we are a mass of coughing humanity.<br />
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Then Aunty Jayne and Aunty Ping arrived with Aunty Joyce and Uncle Keith and Uncle Joe. Wow. So may faces, so many beers. We all went for fish and chips together at Rays in the old town. We had a lovely evening topped off by brandies on a long walk home. Oh how I love a party.<br />
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So. First of all Mama and Daddy made me climb to the very top of Snake Bite Mountain. It was very high and very scrambly and Mama didn't think I would make it but I did. They were very proud of me. Especially as it started to rain on the way down. And that was the start of the downpour which lasted three days and we thought would never stop<br />
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And it did go away. Just in time for Nanny's arrival. I was so happy to see her. We did lots of things together. We went to Altea.<br />
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We saw a Spainsh Father Christmas there and I asked him for chocolate and a toy. <br />
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And we went back to show Moraira to Nanny and went to visit her friend Aunty Julie.<br />
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And we also went to Bendiworm and it was so warm we went for a swim in the sea. <br />
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And Nanny spent all afternoon looking for a wig for less than 5 euros. <br />
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And we went to test out Christmas Squre for when my cousins come. It was very noisy and Nana put ear plugs in. I had a ball on the bumper cars but I did remark that nobody kept to the rules of the road. Then on Christmas day I had a visit from Sinta Klaus. <br />
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And we went out to visit my Uncle Xavy and we sat outside in the sunshine. Nana and Uncle Xavier talked about old times.<br />
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And then Daddy made us all walk out to the light house before lunch and it was very very beautiful. Lots of people were walking out there.<br />
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We had Christmas Dinner sitting outside the van in the sunshine.<br />
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And then we went to the beach.<br />
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And I was sad to see my Nanny go <br />
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But we are leaving the campsite tomorrow to go and stay in apartment. I ask every morning if today is the day that my cousins arrive. Uncle Joe is coming too and Aunty Jayne and Aunty Ping and I just cannot wait. Happy New Ear everyone. Happy New Ear.<br />
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So we finally found a flat to rent in Bendiworm. It was a little bit difficult because we needed to park Nona close by and we wanted to be near our cousins and Uncle Joe when he comes to visit. After some time we found a place. And then I got to go to the beach. <br />
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The best thing about going to Benidorm is the bus journey. I like buses a lot. And trains. And trams and taxis and ferries. Most things really except aeroplanes. <br />
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We had a lovely evening going on a bus to Altea. We climbed right to the top to the Mosque - sorry church to see the sun go down. <br />
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And there was a magnificent view at the top.<br />
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And we trotted back along the beach and a big moon came up to follow us home.<br />
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And Mama said that if people didn't know us it would look like we were living the dream.<br />
People keep asking me what I have asked Santa for. Who's Santa? Mama explained last night and so now when people ask what I have asked for I say some chocolate. Some milk chocolate with nuts in. Hurry up Nanny.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-88967752893475452032016-12-10T20:28:00.000+00:002016-12-10T20:28:14.625+00:00“It's a thing to see when a boy comes home.” ― John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath. Albir<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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So here we are back at Camping Cap Blanch. Two years later. I have been really looking forward to it and then we got here I pretended I didn't remember it. There were lots of people still here from our first visit. The first day I pretended I didn't know them. Mama and I had our hair cuts and then we went for lunch. We had the most delicious osso bucco we have ever eaten. In fact I had never eaten one before but I ate most of this one.<br />
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We went into Bendyworm to look for an appartment for January and it was a glorious day. Even Mama thought it was beautiful - something she thought she would never say about Bendyworm.<br />
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I even went in the sea and Mama said she would have too if she had brought her swimmers. <br />
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There were all kinds of Christmas markets on. We went to one in Altea and I had a ride on a donkey who was the leader of the pack and led all the other donkeys up the street.<br />
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And then we went back to Altea and there was a big rain storm and a rainbow and I could see both ends of it.<br />
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And now my favourite part of the day is leaving and entering the campsite. Mama calls it my walk of fame. People come out to say hello and wave and give me presents. I now have a collection of a Santa Claus in a snowy ball, a statue of Stan Laurel, 2 pig piggy banks, a plastic cat cup with a bendy straw and a water jug. My cup overfloweth.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-60567799361143371192016-12-08T21:09:00.000+00:002016-12-08T21:09:00.080+00:00You cannot stay on the summit forever......Denia, Moraira and Albir<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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And so we left our mountain and came down to the sea. At Denia. Daddy found a fabulous parking spot right by the sea. We had a palm tree over the van which rustled when we lay in bed.<br />
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Denia was a lovely town. With its ceramic blue Moorish dome and it's palms.<br />
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And guess what? It had a castle. As you can see, we went to visit the castle and nobody looked at it.<br />
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In the morning the sun came out and we had a beautiful view of the Montgo mountain and the sea. I wished we could have stayed longer but there were plenty of No Campervan signs and we didn't want to outstay our welcome. <br />
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And so we drove on to Javea. It was difficult for us to get inpto the centre of the town so we moved on to Moraira and we were so glad we did. What a lovely place. Our parking spot was not too pretty but right in the middle of the town and close to the beach. <br />
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We could see the back of Calpe from the shore and it was warm and beautiful. The next day the No Funs made me climb to a tower on top of a moutain. There. Can you see that speck in the photo? It was miles away.<br />
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It ws hot and steep but there was an incredible view.<br />
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When we came down I was so hot I took my clothes off and got in the sea. Lovely and clear and cold.<br />
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And Mama was very pleased with her photograph of a yacht and a cormorant.<br />
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And there were some splendid sculptures and seascapes and sunsets.<br />
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And now we are back in Albir. Our third visit in 3 years. I am so pleased to see all my old friends.<br />
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I don't know how we came to be here but Mama and Daddy found this wiggly green road from Alcoy and followed it to an ACSI campsite in Vall de Laguar. The road was very wiggly but the view was amazing and we could see the sea. <br />
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On the second day they enticed me up a mountain. It did not look so high from the top but it did from the bottom. On the way up we passed a house in the middle of nowhere selling English marmalade. I don't think we are that much in the middle of nowhere. The next day we walked to the next village Benimaurell where we found a fantastic restaurant. We had stuffed mushrooms and garlic mayonnaise and then pigs cheeks and bull with fruit and wild mushrooms. It was all delicious and I ate everything.<br />
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We liked the restaurant Bar Restaurante Jalisco so much we came back twice. The puddings weren't much to write home about though but for 10 Euros who can complain. (I know. Uncle Joe.)<br />
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We had to have a little lie down on the way home. Oh, it's a bit misty moisty weather up here by the way. So the very next day the No Funs decided to walk me down a very deep canyon with 6000 steps. It was very steep.<br />
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It's a bit difficult to see from the photos but it really was a very long way down. The place is riddled with tracks of wild boar. I have become very interested in tracking. Mama calls it obsessed. I get a stick and poke any poo and point out all the wild boar signs. I became so interested that Mama looked them up for me on wiki. She said that a 2012 study compiling wild boar attacks on humans found that there were accounts of 665 human victims since 1885. The attacks mainly occur between November and January and mainly in the thigh. Perfect she said. She had been playing me recordings of wild boar as we walked along through the misty moisty forest and reading me this when all of a sudden there was a rustle behind her and she jumped out of her skin. I wasn't afraid but Daddy said maybe we ought to leave the rest of the research until we got back to the van.<br />
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It has rained now for 3 days. The nearest village is 10 minutes away. Beautiful Campell.<br />
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Today we could see the sun trying to come out over the sea so we are going to try and find it tomorrow. We will miss this place though. It is truly moorish boarish.<br />
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Valencia. Land of the castle. Those Moors and Christians were at it back then as well. Spent just two nights at an aire in Peniscola. It was strange being back in a town that we visited on our first year travelling. Had a lovely lunch though. Washing done, off to Segorbe.<br />
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We go and visit an olive oil museum which I really like. Especially as I get a tasting at the end. I just love olive oil. And olives.<br />
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We drove up a long and winding rd to Benagaber up in the mountains. No castle there but I put it down to the fact that the old village had been drowned by a reservoir and maybe that took the castle with it.<br />
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There wasn't very much in village at all except a massive swimming pool and sports centre which was all locked up. It was a shame the place was empty. We wanted a drink in a bar. Never mind. It was very beautiful and daddy said the tap in the aire was the best water pressure he had ever had. He was happy.<br />
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The next castle was in Jalance. We had a long climb past prickly pears to the top.<br />
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It was very very beautiful and the view of the town was amazing. Except, as we turned the corner......<br />
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Apart from that there were some amazing views.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The town</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The castle</td></tr>
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Onto Castalla. And guess what? Another castle. We liked this place. The aire was next to the sports centre and they gave us electricity and water for 3 euros and the lady came out and invited us into the sports centre and we went and cycled round the track. I had the best dish of a faggot in a broth at a cafe La Sucrera. (Faseura de la Abuela). Lovely<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Faggots</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Buckets</td></tr>
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We went to the tourist information office and they gave us a beer bucket which I liked so much I carried round town. The next day we drove up the Xorret de Casti<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Many mountains to climb</td></tr>
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It was another steep and wiggly road. Don't know how Daddy manages to squeeze Nona up there. They made me climb to the top.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Top</td></tr>
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We thought we might stay the night in Elda as Mama liked the idea of shoe making but we couldn't find anywhere to park for the night so we went back to Onil. It was wonderful there. £ playgrounds and a maze and some beautiful park land. All with the view of the castle in Castalla.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Onil</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Park</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A door</td></tr>
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We loved the stop in Onil. It was very special. Especially as we arrived on Sunday afternoon and it was packed with families playing and barbecuing and I had a good play with them. By 10 pm it was deserted and there was only us and the stars and the view of the castle.<br />
After a morning getting lost in the maze we drove to Biar where there exists the best sweet shop in the world. Heretet de Solar. I can't tell you about their turrones. Daddy says he will bring us back here. Mama spent my inheritance in there and then ate it all in an evening. Oh and a castle.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful Biar</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Castle number 4 Biar</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A Snow Well</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Castle at night</td></tr>
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Then to Ibi in the rain. Castle there too but fortunately it was raining too hard for them to make me climb it. Fabulous toy museum there though. Inside an old toy factory.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toys</td></tr>
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It was beautiful in there and no one in it apart from us.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An Orange picker toy</td></tr>
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And our final stop in Alcoy. A strange town on a bend in the river. It reminded Daddy of Burnley. It was an old mill town and even had run down terraced houses. And it rained.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alcoy</td></tr>
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It had a brilliant fire museum and we spent hours in there. It ws the best.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy eyeing up a future camper van</td></tr>
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It also had some moderniste architecture but no so great as their viaduct.<br />
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The last ten days have been fast and furious and I am tired. I have a cold but I have discovered that I love museums and views and castles and Spain. And faggots.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-72262174771806417022016-11-14T20:46:00.003+00:002016-11-14T20:46:53.988+00:00Terrific Tarragona, El Masroig, Valderrobres and Morella<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">View from our Van</td></tr>
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So Mama said she wanted to see the sea. So daddy drove us to Tarragona. We found a car park near the beach and parked up for the night. We thought it was beautiful. We walked into town and found the most wonderful Modern Art Museum. They had a a great children's section and I really liked this one which was made from all different types of bottle tops. Mama said we could make the same but I don't think it would look as good with all red Estrella caps.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Modern Art</td></tr>
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We really liked this one. A black Madonna. I thought Daddy might break into song.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy's black Madonna</td></tr>
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I chose this as my favourite.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My favourite</td></tr>
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And Mama chose this other one. She said that she surprised herself.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mama's favourite.</td></tr>
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There was a Miro in there and Mama said she really liked Miro. I liked him too when I found out his daughter was hit by train. Mama said that as I was so interested, I could write a thesis on artists and their familial disasters with transportation.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Big fancy cathedral</td></tr>
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We got to see a wonderful sunset on the way back to van<br />
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and a great view of the port and the cranes and the tankers. Daddy said he thought it was special because you couldn't get to the beach and that kept it a proper working town. Mama said how ridiculous and why didn't they put a foot bridge over the railway line and some lovely fish restaurants on the beach.<br />
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Then we drove to El Masroig where we bought some wine and spent the night and then onto Valderrobres which we all thought was very special. High in the middle of nowhere with a river and a castle and winding hilltop town.<br />
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It was like a film set which no one had noticed.<br />
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Some of the town had been done up but some of it hadn't been touched for years. <br />
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And there were cats. Loads of them. They liked me. I tried to smuggle one back.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cats cats big as bleeding rats</td></tr>
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Then onto Morella which was very spectacular with aqueducts and castles. <br />
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And now we are back at the sea. Peniscola. Why's it called that?<br />
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And I am back to doing the laundry in my hat.<br />
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We left Esponella and drove up to Olot. Mama had promised me volcanoes and I expected to climb inside one and see molten rock. But no. Mama hadn't done enough research and couldn't find the volcano museum so we drove on to an amazing town called <span class="st">Sant Joan de les Abadesses where we stayed the night in an aire.</span><br />
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<span class="st">It was very misty and steamy and full of volcanoes and my parents the No Funs made me walk all the way to the top of one saying well you wanted to see one. I did. But I wanted to see the molten rock. There was no molten rock. But there was a big storm with hail stones and everything. We got all cosy in Nona and lit a candle and daddy had done a good job of fixing the leak because no matter how many times Mama checked it, it still didn't leak.</span><br />
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<span class="st">Then we drove onto Barcelona and followed this twisty road past Sitges to our campsite at Villanova i la Geltru. And the sun came out. It was amazing. Almost like we were on holiday.</span><br />
<span class="st">We went from this........</span><br />
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<span class="st">To this in the space of an hour.</span><br />
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<span class="st">The no funs took me to Barcelona yesterday because Mama goes on and on about Gaudi. She says it's one of her favourite cities. I loved the bus journey there and got all excited about being in a city but soon got bored of Gaudi. The best bit was finding out that he got hit by a tram. </span><br />
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<span class="st"> Apart from that my favourite part of the day was catching pigeons in Placa de Catalunya. I spent a good half an hour chasing them and then I got one by it's tail. I was so happy but it flew off and left me with a feather. I kept at it and caught two others. I had them dangling by the wings and Mama had to finally come over and show me how to hold them properly. By then I had gathered quite a fan club. Mama said good job we weren't in England or we would have been thrown into jail.</span><br />
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<span class="st">Then we took the bus back. I liked that. And we went swimming today in a glorious pool full of spouts and squirts and Jacuzzis and it was really warm and empty. </span><br />
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<span class="st">I like it here but Mama says she feels like she is in a big secure car park with a good restaurant and rubbish WIFI and can't wait to leave.</span><br />
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<span class="st">So we're off again tomorrow.</span>Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-79893749513855898962016-11-05T09:26:00.000+00:002016-11-05T09:26:52.188+00:00Especial Esponella<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We have spent a sunny week at Camping Esponella and we love it here. They have a heated pool and every day I have been to practise my diving. It was really busy at the weekend but we had the pool all to ourselves the rest of the week.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here I am</td></tr>
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I also got dragged on a walk every day as there were lots of tracks to follow through the woods and along the banks of the River Fluvia.<br />
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I am sure that Mama's main reason for coming back here was the restaurant in the village. We had a fabulous dish of pork ribs with chestnuts. It is called Can Roca and it has female chefs and has passed from Grandmother to daughter for generations.<br />
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I had asparagus and mountain jamon. Both of which I like because I don't get nagged to use a knife and fork.<br />
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Behind the village you get a great view of the pair of knees. And there are lots of woods<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Can't see the wood</td></tr>
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And then back to the pool.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Belly diving</td></tr>
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There is also a lovely bakery in the village that does rubbish bread but great coffee.<br />
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Anyway when we walking back yesterday we saw a snake.<br />
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Mama said it wasn't poisonous but I noticed her taking the photos from a good distance a way.<br />
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It soon wiggled off.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Esponella</td></tr>
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Oh. Did I mention that the campsite also has a crazy golf with a big plastic rabbit in the middle of it.<br />
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<br />Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-50000611044218438652016-11-01T11:09:00.001+00:002016-11-01T11:09:16.862+00:00Year three. Every cloud..........<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Silver lining</td></tr>
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Mama and Daddy had great plans for our final year of travelling.
Poland they said. Hungary they said. Italy they said. Truffles Mama
said. Bad driving Daddy said. Uncle Giorgio I said. Mama and Daddy made
plans and plans and more plans. Mama rushed though July. She rented
flats and accountants and Daddy had Nona serviced and I made important
telephone calls on Mama's old mobile phone whilst marching round the
field. And after a month in old blighty we were ready
to leave. We said all of our goodbyes. And then it started to go wrong.<br />
First of all I got a
hernia. It didn't hurt and I wanted them to leave it alone but Mama took
me to see a man who looked like Blippi who said we needed to sort it
out. So we did that and it nearly killed my parents but I was fine and so we said goodbye again. Then Nona broke and no one could fix her. It took weeks to find the right garage who said they didn't know what was so difficult about fixing her. So we said goodbye again and drove to Dover. On the way we stopped in a service area for lunch and when we got back to the van someone had driven into the side of her and broken off her wing mirror and cracked her windscreen. Naughty, naughty, naughty. Daddy mended the wing mirror and Mama rang the insurance to find out about mending the windscreen and they said 21 days. So Mama said buzz off or something similar and we left. So here we are, complete with cracked windscreen. <br /><br />
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We had a lovely trip through France. And the weather just got better and better. <br />
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We stopped in some fabulous aires at Nonancourt and La Ferte St. Auban.<br />
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But our favourite was at Lac St Pardoux where there was mist and heather and big crayfish in the lake. <br />
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We met a group of teenage girls there who kept screaming everytime they saw me and calling me mon chou chou. Mama thought it was very funny but I thought it was a bit odd. Especially after the sixth time. <br />
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Mama said that they would take me to an insect museum because I like them. We drove for ages up windy roads with no one else on and turned up at someone's house in a place called Nedde. It was strange but great.<br />
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The museum was in the most beautiful countryside.<br />
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Mama asked if we could sleep outside the museum and they said sure. Pas de probleme. <br />
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Then we headed for a campsite because we were a little bit smelly. So we stopped at Camping Ventoux which was a fabulous campsite with swimming pool and walnut trees.<br />
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Mama got well into scrumping and then got shouted out by the campsite owners. We had a lovely walk. Well it set out to be lovely but 4 hours later it wasnt so lovely.<br />
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We visited the caves at Padirac and went on a boat underground. <br />
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Then we drove to Cordes sur Ciel which was very beautiful but it didn't half rain. It rained so hard it rained in.<br />
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And then onto Mama's old home in Capestang where we had a lovely time with my Tatie Laurence and Uncle Peter and I put some money on a horse. Number 4 and it won! We slept right by the canal.<br />
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And we had a splendid time with my Tatie Suzy and Tonton David and my Tatie Judy. But not as splendid a time as Mummy and Daddy judging my their heads the next morning. So I thought I would drag them round the Dinosaur Park at Meze.<br />
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And we had a great evening in the sun by the sea at the Aire in Marseillan. And you know, because of all our problems in leaving England, we got to spend more time with my lovely Aunties and Uncles. I had a brilliant time with my Aunty Jayne and Aunty Liping who looked after me after my operation. I got to go back and see my darling Nana and Granddad Flipflip several times. I got to finally meet my Aunty Nicole and I spent a wonderful few days with my Uncle Marcus who taught me how to say all kinds of naughty things.<br />
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And now we are in Spain and everyone is pleased to see me. So you see. Every cloud............. Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-18276942088149366402016-05-09T10:52:00.000+01:002016-05-09T10:52:04.056+01:00Campsite in Annecy - Swimming and Snow<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Mama had been really looking forward to going to Annecy but she says she was a bit disappointed when she got here as it was so busy. <br />
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But we found this really great campsite called Camping Europa in St Jorioz. It had heated swimming pools and a jumping castle and lots of children for me to play with. <br />
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There is a cycle path with runs all the way round the lake and one day we cycled into Annecy. It was a very pretty town but ever so busy. Mama said she had forgotten what a crowd was. <br />
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So we scarpered off back to the van and did some more cycling. There are some people going very very fast on the cycle lane but I ding my bell at them and try to catch them up.<br />
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I spent ages trying to charm the girl next door. She eventually gave in when I started to stroke her face. I think she liked that. <br />
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I made friends with everybody on the campsite except for a Swiss family who didn't want anything to do with me. I kept trying though. I eventually won the Mama round by giving her a balloon. She tried to refuse it but I insisted. <br />
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We even had a bit of a paddle in the lake. Mama said her ankles had gone numb but I was OK. We are leaving tomorrow to go and see my Aunty Jackie in Germany. She is having a birthday party and I am very excited about seeing her and her daughter - Big Girl. I am also very excited because my Uncle Joe is coming too and my Uncle Giorgio and we are all staying at the same campsite together. We are going to have a party! <br />
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Castellane was a bit of a disappointment after magnificent Moustiers but then we decided to climb to the chapel on the top of the rock and it was amazing. <br />
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The chapel was surrounded by lilac blossom and it smelt fizzy. <br />
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We could see Nona parked below us and when I went to bed I could see my mate's mama lit up on top of the rock through our roof window.<br />
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The chapel was very special too. Instead of it being full of my mate being poked with spears it was full of people's paintings of his mum with him as a baby.<br />
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We drove from there to a place called Chichilianne which was in the middle of nowhere.<br />
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Mama said it looked like Switzerland. There were lots of brown cows with big brown eyes and flowers and mountains with snow. <br />
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We parked on the green in the middle of the village. There was a great bakery opposite us and this crazy snowy smoke stack mountain behind us.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-13038444171439100752016-05-08T08:31:00.000+01:002016-05-08T08:31:37.935+01:00Marvellous Moustiers Sainte Marie and Gorgeous Gorge de Verdon<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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So we stopped in this aire below a village on a cliff and across the gorge was a chain with a gold star in the middle. I spent ages explaining how it got there. We climbed to the top of the gorge.<br /><br />
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And there was a really beutiful chapel there with my mate in it. Mama said it nearly made her believe in God.<br />
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The next day Mama found a hike for us to go on and we walked and walked and walked. I skipped a lot of the way. <br />
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We could see a huge lake in the distance and there was a big rustling in the bushes which Mama said was wild boar and daddy said deer and I said bear.<br />
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We got to the very top and I ate pistachio nuts. <br />
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Mama said she would take us for a fancy meal when we got back so we went in this restaurant overlooking the gorge which was all tinkly glasses and white cloths. Daddy could see a snake in the water below. When the waiter came over to ask what we wanted to drink Mama said un kir and daddy said une biere and I said an agua con gaz and then I did a little buff. Mama and I ignored it but when the waiter left I said he could bring the agua and I would add the gaz. And then we all rolled about laughing for about an hour.<br />
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The food was very nice. I am a big fan of tapenade. The black one. The town is great. There are loads of fountains for me to play in. Mama and Daddy love it here too.<br />
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We spent a few days here and then left to drive round the gorge. Gosh it was cold. It was high too. Mama says it is Europe's largest canyon.<br />
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I noticed that Mama didn't go too close.<br />
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The water was this amazing green colour and we saw an eagle.<br />
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Daddy parked the van up and we walked part way down but didn't get to the bottom.<br />
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Daddy said it was some of the best scenery he has seen which is big stuff coming from Daddy.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-90366223392279618532016-05-05T19:38:00.000+01:002016-05-05T19:38:42.227+01:00A day in Provence - Fountaine de Vaucluse and L'isle sur la Sorgue<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The town</td></tr>
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Mama decided that she wanted to see the mysterious source of the River Sorgue and so daddy drove us up into the mountains. Mama said that it is the world's fifth most powerful spring and that Jacques Cousteau tried to get down to the bottom. Whoever he is.<br />
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Anyway it was beautiful. Everything was the greenest green I've ever seen. And water came gushing out of the rocks. <br />
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But it was very strange because higher up the river was dry and the water disappeared until we found it again in a deep dark cave.<br />
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We spent quite a while by the river and then drove into L'isle sur la Sorgue for the night. <br />
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Mama said it was like living the French dream. The town was full of arcades and yellow tablecloths and water wheels and shops selling strawberries and straw hats and olives and lavender and Mama said oh. Why have not been here before?<br />
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She bought some tapenade and a box of strawberries and a small slice of saucisson and we ran out of money. Mama said maybe that was why she'd not been here before. <br />
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Spring is here and it is gushing forth.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-78666419115639903032016-05-04T22:54:00.000+01:002016-05-04T22:56:28.651+01:00And so to St Jean de Luz. There is a great campsite there with a heated pool. Mama likes to sniff at the sea.<br />
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It was strange to be back somewhere where we were 7 months ago but it is a really beautiful place. It smells of the sea and it is green and damp and has wild strawberries and brambles and damp air. <br />
We spent a week on the campsite and then headed off to see Tatie Suzy in Capestang. On the way we stopped at this amazing Parc Prehistoire at Tarascon sur Ariege. It was wonderful. There was trackjing. I love tracking. Footprints and animal poo.<br />
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And they had old huts.<br />
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And cave painting run by a very nice lady who knew a lot about cave painting. When I asked her where I could paint she said anywhere so I started painting on her easel and she said not there. <br />
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But the very best thing was hunting. I got to throw a spear at a plastic rabbit. I missed but I am now on a spear mission.<br />
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There was a great big whirl pool which was black with tadpoles.<br />
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Mama was a whiz at catching tadpoles. She let me hold to spawn too. It vibrated like electricity was running through it. Mama said she thought it was toad spawn as it was in long tubes. <br />
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There was a fabulous wooly mamoth which wasn't very wooly and lots of cave paintings too.<br />
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Mama said it was a replica of the Grotte de Niaux and that they were really beautiful paintings which were painted 2km underground in the dark. I preferred the plastic rabbit. We spent the night in their car park and it was a beautiful place surrounded by mountains. <br />
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In the morning we found an artists trail opposite the carpark and found loads of bits of pieces in a field. <br />
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Mama thought it was great but I had very wet feet and the cows kept staring at me. Daddy said that you always get artists in mountains. <br />
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So we stopped the night in an Aire at El Burgo de Osma. Another old town. Daddy saw Mama reading a sign about the town. She was reading it for about ten minutes. When she came back he asked her what it said. She looked blank. Just a load of dates and names she said. <br />
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It was very cold here too. And empty. And in the middle of nowhere. But pretty amazing. <br />
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Daddy said that if it were the only place we had visited in Spain, we would have been blown away. Mama said yeah yeah yeah. Take me to a bar.<br />
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We went in a bar which was just like an English pub. All dark furniture, fruit machines and adverts for Coca Cola. (Mama is horrified that even though I have never drunk it and I don't watch television I can point out Coca Cola from a mile away). The place even smelt of wee and air freshener. Mama said take me to the sea. So we set off for St Jean de Luz.<br />
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Sierra de Cebollera was just beautiful. A mountain village with snow and rushing gushing steams and sheep with bells. <br />
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Mama wanted to stay here but Daddy said you wanted to see the sea so get back in the van. <br />
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Bye Bye Spain. We will miss you. Adios.Joe Blogshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00716988174881875843noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4692031280947106643.post-36810659583235831302016-04-18T11:21:00.000+01:002016-04-18T11:21:46.701+01:00Super shivering Segovia<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beginning of the aqueduct</td></tr>
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They said that Segovia had an aqueduct. So I got in it. It was just a drain at the beginning of the town. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Then it grew</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And it grew</td></tr>
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Until I couldn't see anything but aqueduct.<br />
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It was an amazing thing. Segovia was an amazing place. Mama said it looked like it belonged somewhere else and not Spain. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh a bit of sun</td></tr>
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But it was cold. And I moaned and moaned and moaned. It took Mama and Daddy 3 attempts to get me to walk upto the castle. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another cathedral</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A No nose Sphinx</td></tr>
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They eventually got me there by telling me that Walt Disney based their castle on this one. And I know Walt Disney because I'm a big fan of Jungle Book. But when we got there it was covered in scaffolding. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking for my fairy tale castle</td></tr>
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So back to the aqueduct it was. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The aqueduct</td></tr>
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But forget about the aqueduct. We had the best cake in Spain. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Best Cake in Spain</td></tr>
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