Tariff 26.3. - 31.3.

ຈັດພີມມາ: 31.03.2017

The morning beach jogging rounds that I had planned are still missing. But summer has arrived and Peter has hired a personal surfing instructor to keep up with the wind here. The attractive guy is actually Estonian and spends the years until his twin boys are of school age, traveling alternately here and in Tenerife. However, even at Playa de Valdevaqueros, the wind conditions are not always suitable for my demanding surfing apprentice (on one day the wind is too weak, then too strong offshore, gusty, etc.) :-) So we can spend the surf-free days together.


One day we explore the long sandy beach passing by the huge dune and Punto Paloma towards Bolonia. The firm wide beach allows us (at least in this direction) to comfortably pass the coast with a stroller. We reach lonely coves - exactly our thing for a few relaxing hours in the beach tent. Every now and then we also passed by shattered boat parts and huge pieces of inflatable boats - according to Peter's conviction, these were refugee boats, which gave me quite goosebumps when I saw them and made us refrain from taking pictures. The western section of the beach became increasingly difficult to pass with a stroller, as the coast became rockier, so we had to turn back. On the way there, I briefly mentioned the phenomenon of ebb and flow, which my geographically knowledgeable husband quickly refuted. Since the Mediterranean still has a big influence here, it would hardly be noticeable ... Well, how should I put it - he was probably wrong about that. :-) On our way back, the beautiful wide sandy beach was partially gone, so we started carrying the stroller on our back and I, with the baby in my arms, plunged through increasingly higher waves. But we survived and learned from it - we promised Berno not to put him in danger again so soon, even though he slept through the risky scenes comprehensively. (?! Always so amazing - this baby)


So for the next trips, we stayed on dry land and explored Bolonia and Algeciras by car. Last night, we went to pretty Tarifa again for a shopping spree through the narrow cozy streets and to the lighthouse, in front of the Strait of Gibraltar.

What I find really cute is that the local Spanish grocery stores all end like pizzerias. There is the Carneceria (meat), Pescaderia (fish), as well as the Panaderia (bread), the Fruiteria, and so on. The selection of fresh products is huge, and even if a severed pig's head is lying on the butcher's counter here (you don't have to find it beautiful), but it also just somehow makes it authentically. Of course, we also explored the countless trendy surf shops. And after the two Spanish saleswomen didn't believe me at first that the baby is mine when buying a bikini, I postponed my good intention for beach jogging for now...


Best regards from the three of us and enjoy the announced spring at home to the fullest! <3

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