Beautiful

18th March
Parking in Alcoutim hsn't been that easy although we have always managed to find a place fairly nearby, but today I want to bring the van up the side road to the house. It is vey narrow and there are so many cars around today. The town is preparing for its first "smugglers festival" next week and there are various trucks and vans setting things up.

We discuss loading the van where it is which is down the hill, a good minutes walk away. No problem normally but we have quite a lot of stuff to carry. I take the plunge and drive it up the adjacent cobbled street parking on the no parking yellow lines as close to the wall as possible. Cars can just squeeze by, and we hurriedly load and stow all the gear.

And then its everyone in and away reversing slowly back down the hill. The sun is out and the sky is blue. What more do we want. It is boiling.
The trip to Fabrica included a visit to the Peuce Deuce supermarket to get my pups some fresh chicken. For the most spoilt dogs on earth I think I hear. But my Gibby is not that well and has started not eating so a sprinkling of boiled chicken breast spices things up a bit.

We arrive at Fabrica and as we arrive we discuss the fact that we have never been here on a Saturday. Mamma mia. It is absolutely packed with motorhomes and cars, and the only restaurant is full. We take the last space and I take the pups out into the beach. It is low tide and i digure we can wade out to the outer beach area through the shallow lagoon water. So off i stride with Kicker by my side. He gets to water touching tummy level and stops. I turn to see that Gybo has also stopped although shallower as her tummy touching tummy level is earlier having shorter legs. No amount of calling would shift them, so we went for a walk along the beach instead. Whatever, it is still beautiful.

When some of the diners drove off we were able to get a place backing onto the lagoon, and i thought this would be it for the night. However, chatting to a chap from Whitby he said the official Aire was to East of the steps, and we shouldn't really park on the West side. Of course the East side was full.

Having washed dogs feet and my feet and my shoes, a camper moved out from the East and we moved to our final position.

Although i couldn't find any info anywhere saying this was an official Aire anyway.

We had decided to eat at the restaurant tonight. The dogs are usually pretty quiet in the van and we are close enough to come back and check

Very good food but you pay for it. I had sole and JC had a beef stew. He says it was an early Birthday as we don't know where we will be next saturday.


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