Affenstark im Nebel – Gibraltar within Reach

Today, on October 28, 2025, we docked at the Western Arm 3W berth. The objective of the day: the famous rock of Gibraltar (United Kingdom), better known as 'The Rock'. Just upon seeing the steep cliffs, one can sense why this place is so legendary.

We navigated through the narrow streets in small buses that were barely bigger than a delivery van. One can't help but wonder if these vehicles would pass the inspection in Germany – probably not. Yet here, they fit perfectly through even the narrowest alley, and the drivers maneuver them with a calmness as if they had practiced slalom their entire lives.

We passed by the European Square with its beautiful lighthouse, where I coincidentally met some colleagues who were out cycling. Of course, we had to take some group photos – such moments are simply part of it.

Then we continued through old tunnels that were once intended for trams, all the way to the cable car station. From there, we ascended to the Rock – filled with anticipation for the famous view. Unfortunately, there was no view to be found at the top. Instead: an endless sea of fog. One could barely see ten meters ahead. So much for the panoramic view over two continents. But perhaps that’s part of the charm of such trips – you never know what you’ll get.

Nevertheless, the excursion was impressive. The rock is not just a piece of history, but also a symbol of British tenacity. Since the 18th century, Gibraltar has belonged to the United Kingdom – strategically located at the entrance to the Mediterranean. And then there are the famous Barbary macaques, the only wild monkeys in Europe. An old legend says: as long as the monkeys live on the rock, Gibraltar remains British.

After the foggy adventure atop the Rock, we headed back down to the city. The scent of British fast food wafted through the small, charming streets. Naturally, we had to try the city’s best – Fish & Chips at the Clipper, crispy, salty, with a splash of vinegar, just as it should be. For dessert, there was a filled muffin at Chök, a small sustainable shop run with a lot of heart. Simply delicious.

Gibraltar is a place of contrasts: British, but sunnier; small, but world-renowned; and on this day, half in fog, half in rain, half in sunshine. Even though the view from the Rock vanished in the haze, the day remains unforgettable – a small adventure among monkeys, alleys, and a portion of Fish & Chips.