Eurotrip 7, 2018 – Day 34, Onward to Gibraltar…

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Overnight was calmer than of late but around 07:00 the heavens opened and the vicious winds returned. Things held pretty good with the awning but as a precaution we moved much of the awning contents into the van.

Then at lunch time we received the nod (well, Whatsapp actually) that our friends, D and T had battled through the Berkshire blizzards and arrived in time for their flight to Gibraltar. Despite the offer of a tent or bungalow at Roselada,  they chose to meet us in Gibraltar and avoid the Spanish experience completely.

We headed for the 2 hour drive with the wind and rain still pounding the car. We took the coastal route passing Tarifa where we had been assured there was a nice view point at the top of the cliffs.

This is what we saw.

Tarifa mountain Mirador…

Lunch and onward to Gib, arriving around 3pm. Weather hasn’t improved.

Rough seas near Gibraltar…

Approaching Gib…

Quickly through Passport Control and on to the Callaghan hotel where we were a) Lucky to navigate the narrow streets and b) Even luckier to find a parking space.

Our view from the hotel…

On arrival, the receptionist had a good chuckle when I asked about the Heathrow flight. No way was it going to be able to land at Gib in these conditions. He was right. D and T are currently in a bus from Jerez. Oh the irony.

Meanwhile, we are sat in the Lord Nelson pub, awaiting their arrival and pondering why this is the outstanding location on Gibraltar. The Old Speckled Hen is nice though and this is the home to Gibraltar Rugby.

Gibraltar Rugby HQ…

The Lord Nelson…