Eurotrip 4, 2016 – Day 20 to Day 28, Return to Conil…

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As we aren’t relocating frequently, particularly at this point in our travels, the postings have become a little less consistent and this blog entry will cover a full 9 days.

Seville River Walk

Seville River Walk

Friday, and Day 20 saw us conclude our short break in Seville. Before checking out of the hotel, we walked a few miles along the river bank and then headed back to Conil via the Carrefour at San Fernando, near Cadiz.

Friday evening was a 3 course meal at the restaurant and we were seated next to the folks on our adjoining pitch. Perfectly nice couple but they don’t speak any English and it’s been some time since I used my limited French. It made for an interesting evening. Food was good.

Saturday and Sunday weather was rather chilly and very windy. We caught up on the washing, I watched the Tottenham v Arsenal game at the bar and later we walked into town.

Motorbike Rally

Motorbike Rally

The weekend saw a motorbike rally in Conil which we visited both days. Sunday was mothers day so Mo was treated to one of my special BBQs!

 

Monday brought further inclement weather with rain until after lunchtime. Walked to the beach in the afternoon and another organised meal at the restaurant (Iberian BBQ meats). This time we were seated with several Dutch, a German lady from Bavaria and a couple from Blackpool. It must be something genetic about the Germans and their love of meat as this German lady not only cleaned up her own plate but the meat leftovers on TWO others!

Tuesday saw us return to Chiclana for the market and then a relaxing afternoon back at the caravan. BBQ of lamb chops in the evening.

The Wednesday plan was to visit the restaurant at the Port of Conil. It was closed a week earlier because it was a Tuesday but today we had high hopes of enjoying a nice meal overlooking the harbour. It’s a pleasant 8 mile round trip.

Anyhow, we hadn’t managed to leave the car park of the campsite when Mo started what can only be described as “fiddling with her Alpine walking sticks” and as she swapped one to her other hand, she entangled it in my feet and proceeded to trip me up. I performed an almost perfect belly flop, landing directly on my lower left rib cage.

I was then transported to the local trauma hospital in Puerto Real, with suspected broken ribs, in the back of a Ford Transit van, which appeared to have undergone a low-budget conversion into a Spanish ambulance.

Fortunately, Xrays revealed no broken bones so I’m now back at the campsite; sunbathing, reading and relaxing. Mo’s punishment is to carry out all heavy lifting duties including the emptying of the chemical toilet.

Mo on beer fetching duty

Mo on beer supply duty

 

 

 

It is also important that Mo keeps Joe thoroughly hydrated…

 

Of equal concern is the ability to maintain our fitbit progress. Prior to Joe’s injury, the 7-day rolling total was in excess of 110,000 steps. This record is now in tatters.