Blogs from Ronda, Andalusia, Spain, Europe - page 3

Samedi 1er octobre 2016 Nous nous sommes finalement décidés sur un itinéraire et allons tourner dans le sens des aiguilles d’une montre. Nous longeons donc la côte vers l’ouest et allons prendre notre petit-déjeuner à Torremolinos, une grande station balnéaire en banlieue de Malaga. Il est tôt, un samedi matin, hors-saison, nous voyons donc défiler sur la promenade les retraités qui promènent leur chien, les joggeurs et les anglais qui vont réserver leur transat. Nous reprenons la route pour nous rendre à Ronda, un des villages blancs d’Andalousie. La route est très sinueuse, c’est un vrai paradis pour les motards ! Et j’imagine que ça doit bien agacer les riches résidents de la région car il y a des propriétés de dingue sur ces collines. Et plein de golfs pour les occuper. Chacun son truc… Ronda ... read more

It is now 10 days into the our holiday. Just over a quarter gone depending which way you look at it , three quarter full glass or quarter empty. We have tried to score our campsites but they are all so different making it very difficult to do so. Some have swimming pools , some better than others, some indoor most outdoors. Some have shops small and large and restuarants and take aways. Sanitaires clean and tidy others not so good. How do you score them? We have miserably failed most times if I am honest and we have given up. I shall call the camp we are on today Desperado. It is not called that it has a much nicer sounding name and is in the town of Santa Elena. It is in the heart ... read more

Issy sleeps in again. I don't know how. Someone started jackhammering the road outside our window in what felt like the middle of the night and they're still going. I have breakfast by myself again, the same as I did yesterday. I think the staff at the restaurant are starting to feel sorry for me. We decide that we'll try to hike down to the bottom of the gorge. Issy says that if we're going to do this she needs to buy some more suitable shoes. We Google "shoe shops" and find one nearby. Just as we get there Issy remembers that she doesn't have any socks with her to try the shoes on with. She spots a pair of shoes she likes and the shop assistant appears with a box in her size. He takes ... read more

Issy tells me that I must sleep very soundly. She says that the noise from the Russians on the roof terrace kept going for a long time after I went to sleep. When we get halfway down the stairs we see that the Russians have taken over the breakfast room. Issy says that this is going to be awkward. She says that she really hopes that I was nice to them, and then makes me go into the room first. Thankfully they seem happy to ignore us and keep munching away on their food. The large number of empty vodka bottles on the terrace suggests that this might be because they're all struggling to remember me going up to ask them to be quiet at 1am this morning. This is probably a good thing. I wouldn't ... read more

As we're in an area famous for white towns, known as 'Pueblos Blancos' (although they generally have brown roofs which makes Glyn angry) we decided to head for a blue town. Not just any blue, but Smurf blue as we were going to Juzcar, where the two Smurf movies were filmed. Sony had asked the town if it was ok to paint it blue with the promise to return all to white once finished. But the town folk voted to keep it blue and so it remains awesome! There's Smurf paintings on the walls, and giant Smurf models scattered liberally around the narrow and steep streets for it is in the mountains. Also, it is. The entire town that is blue, not just a few streets as I'd expected. The town was practically silent and empty ... read more