Yesterday Joe headed off to the bar to watch the England Scotland rugby game. A good battle with Scotland a little unfortunate to lose the Calcutta cup. Around 50 campers were crammed into a corner of the restaurant with John live-streaming the game over his VPN.
Tomorrow we head West.
Friday was market day. Moe was dress shopping whilst Joe sought out the local post office to send some documents back to Blighty.
Friday evening was another communal meal – Spanish omelette, followed by beef stew and flan for desert. Great rock n roll duo had the oldies dancing to the oldies!
Thursday was another fine day, with a much warmer feel to the air. We headed out on the bikes to Novi Sancti Petri where we enjoyed a picnic on top of the cliffs overlooking the Ocean.
Earlier in the week we visited El Puerto de Santa Maria, staying for a few nights at Camping Playa Dunas. The campsite is large with three service blocks. We had a pitch on the edge of the site overlooking the football and sports grounds.
After setting up Nellie (which takes all of about 5 minutes) we headed along the coast to Puerto Sherry, a magnificent marina set in the heart of the Bay of Cadiz, near El Puerto de Santa Maria. Despite its name, I don’t think it’s actually a true port in industrial terms.
We found a nice waterfront bar in which to enjoy a late afternoon Gin & Tonic.
Monday we headed into Cadiz itself. There is a catamaran service operated by the government of Andalucia with crossings every hour or two from El Puerto to Cadiz (and return). The catamaran port is around a 20 minute walk from the campsite and tickets were easily purchased from the dockside at a mere Euros 2.90 each for the 30 minute crossing.
As we approached the port of Cadiz, there was a single cruise ship docked so Cadiz wouldn’t be too overrun with tourists.
We have visited Cadiz on many occasions and you can read more about this beautiful town here:
Eurotrip 9, 2022 – Cadiz day 1 – Caravan Ramblings
Eurotrip 7, 2018 – Day 15, Carnival of Cadiz… – Caravan Ramblings
On this occasion we wandered around the quaint streets, lunching at La Taperia de Columela. A popular haunt with locals and tourists alike. Nothing cultural to report, this was just a chilled day in one of Spain’s finest cities.
