
hanging rabbits, more real ale, best cookies ever, short skirt-cold bum. meatballs and custard, saying bye at the airport.

hanging rabbits, more real ale, best cookies ever, short skirt-cold bum. meatballs and custard, saying bye at the airport.
The market was full of fruit and veg stalls. We bought clementines that were green on the outside but delicious on the inside. Also saw a girl get her leg stuck in a hole in the grating.She got it out though.
ent back to the cathedral and climbed the tower. The views were pretty impressive. As cadiz is sort of stuck out on its own you can see to the sea in all directions.
First we ordered potatoes with chorizo, and bacalao (salf cod) salad. They were so yum we ordered carne mecha too which is roast pork in a thick meaty gravey. It was delicious and with 4 drinks only came to 15€
Tried to find the fried fish street again but still could't so went back to the german bar. I made Michael walk through the city gardens by sea. They were quite small but very pretty and well kept.
Despite it being windy in the morning it was hotting up. Nothing for it but the beach! We even swam in the sea! It was F*****g freezing, but we soon got used to it. It was a really nice beach with a really shallow shore an no stones.
I had totally caught michaels cold by now but we set of in the rain to the subteranean archeological building where the owner of our apartment works. She had invited us to look around and it was pretty interesting seein gthe cannons and things that they had taken from the sea and the processed the different materials had to go through now they were out in the air.
Left pretty late coz i had booked an emergency hair cut in the morning, then took a slightly longer route by tarifa but got here fine. Some idiot had forgotten to print of a map or the adress of our apartmet, so i had to run to an internet cafe to print them off so we could find our way through the maze of narrow streets to our house.
The woman was waiting and showed us in, showed us the clean laundry on the line and the towels still in the washing machine. Oviously we change the bed ourselves. On carefull and sniffing i suspected that very little had been cleaned, and whoever took the photos for the website must have been a dab hand at photoshop. I finally found the toaster in the cupboard but there is still no kettle. Nevermind, its small and cosy and fine for what we want.
As we walked back we saw new parts of the city, and parts we seemed to have past a few times already, so round and round we went till we finally found home.
The beer festival was fun. The first time we went they ran out of good beer so we had to drink this weird german wheat beer. It was disgusting. The evenings entertainment was a load of drag queens singing and dancing. The sencond night we were there they got pushed off stage by the brazillian dancers and the brass band. Everyone loved them and were all dancing on the tables, including me, fuelled by the litre glasses of beer michael kept buying us.
Our visitors finaly got here at about 11 on sunday night, it took us ages to get to the airport because of queues and John had got trapped out of the airport when he went for a ciggerette, so we missed top gear and ended up eating very late.
Everyone (exept me as i had work) was hungover on thursday so we just went out and played mini golf in the evening, but friday we went out to Malaga, had a look around and spent a fair amount of time eating and drinking. They have put big sun shades up in the mainstreet. There was also some excavaition going on, and a big ampitheatre being uncovered. Their holiday wes finished of with a big steak at an argentinian restaurant in fuengirola. We have spent the rest of the weekend tidying up, resting and being hot!




Saterday we mucked about and went out for a few drinks in the evening with Ben and Goga. I wore heals because i have decided that its about time i learnt to walk in them ! It was ok but my feet were cold all night!Today we had to get up earlyish, which was pretty hard because of fridays late night, to go to a Vespa meetiing in Mijas. We rode up there and stood around for a bit and had a beer.
We rode through mijas and out into the mountains for a bit, then stopped for beer and Spanish omelet.
We rode back almost into Mijas again and stopped for some sangria.
We rode through Mijas and back out the other side where we stopped for beer and bread with chorizo.
Then we rode back into Mijas and all stood around some more and drank beer and ate free paella. (to be fair we didn't drink that much beer!)
Then we played who can go the slowest and who can go in and out of cones without putting their feet down.
Michael won his round of the cone game.
Then we came home. It was good.
At home we just watched load so of episodes of the simpsons and ate sweeties.
That was our weekend.

and mucked about on the internet.






