19th March
Away in good time to a campsite near Marbella. We have decided to take the coastal route which whilst longer has a much larger choice of Aires and camp sites along its route compared to going via Granada. And the latter includes a lot of gear changing. Jc's cold still awful but he says he is sure he will feel better tomorrow.
Talking of gear changing, we take the route through Ronda and it is not until i look at it on a large map I see there are many wiggly lines. This means precipice, mountains, up, down, hot brakes and tempers. And sure enough all the way from Ronda to St Pedro that's what it was.
We arrived at the lat. and long. that i had put into the Tom tom. She said yoh have arrived at your destination. A roundabout in a backstreet of St Pedro. I don't think so. I ask jc to read out the lAt. and long. To me and sure enough i had got it wrong and we are 17 miles from our destination. Luckily this was on the flat!
Arriving at Camping Cabopino is a bit like arriving at Butlins. The receptionist is very helful in pointing out the facilities, restaurants, indoor pool, archery, dog walking area, blah, blah. I say we are ACSI members and he asks me for our card. I give him our ACSI book and show him where the card was before we tore it out and now we haven't got it. He asked me if it was stolen and i nodded thinking that this was a good idea. So we get the site for €19 instead of €25 i think. We are then sent off to drive around the enormous site with a list of vacant pitches. And there aren't many. This is a very popular place. Over the next 2 days we come across all nationalities and many who live there for the winter. Their pitches are like home with little fences Nd flower beds. And then there are the groups of friends who all get together in one awning around 16.00 hours for a nibble and a drink. Usually 8 to 12. I expect they have been coming here for years. There is also a number of campers who arrive in their enormous motorhome and add a double sized tent with proper windows and then the awning comes off that. The square footage is bigger than our house. I wonder if they will bring a jacussi next year.
All good. Jc's cold and cough is finally settling down and i have been doing some long overdue exercise in the swimming pool. This is covered with plastic sections and the temperature inside the bubble is 45 degrees with humidity of 38. I did wonder if i would be able to breathe, especially as i seemed to be the only person in the whole campsite using the pool. But it was bliss.
I wanted to watch Broadchurch and went to enquire as to wifi. "It is supplied by an outside company and there are lots of technical hitches". I am told. And so it was. I could never get it to work. So I know pair it with my phone where i have some free data every month. Marvellous. Watched the hour long programme and learnt that an hour takes 400 mb of data so I now have nothing left on my phone, which we use for navigation, emails etc. Groan!
We are leaving on wednesday 22nd march so decide to eat out at the nice looking Italian restaurant next to the campsite, on our last night. Ah, it is closed on Tuesdays but the bar/cafe restaurant at the club is open. So we wander along there at 7.30 to find it heaving with mostly english.
To cut a long story short, the English in that restaurant let the side down. It was a big group and very noisy and after continual swearing, (even more than I can bear) I leant back in my chair and said something. When the answer was something like "what did you say" . Jc got ready to get out of his chair. My hero! The rest of the group then got involved and started laughing about it. Eventually I got an apology and interestingly one of the other young english guys eating there came over and asked me if I was alright. And said that they should be respectful. It was very kind of him.
Anyway we are leaving tomorrow.
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