July 31, Tarifa Spain

The ride out of Gibraltar was uneventful, although I had a lot of difficulty navigating with Google maps. Any advice on how to make this work, anyone? I was trying to avoid the major highway, but doing so, put me on all kind of back alleys and dirt roads. And, at the end, I had to get on the highway anyhow. It was really busy, with almost no shoulder; quite dangerous. I climbed 340 meters above sea level today. It turns out that meters are a lot harder to climb than feet.

The route took me through a lot of little communities. Horses hitched up outside of business was a common sight. Here is an example of a village:

A village near Tarifa

A village near Tarifa

 

The land was pretty dry and hot, but with tons of humidity (strange, right?)

 

A look at the land

A look at the land

I got to Tarifa and used My European camping app to find a place to stay for tonight. It is a nice campground right on the beach! I stuck my toe in the Atlantic, just to say I did. However, I was surprised that there is nothing to sit on, and no tables. Those are standard at any US campground.

Gibraltar was an interesting place! I got a pretty good look at the place in the 6 days that I spent there. Take a close look at the Rock, which is really what I wanted to see:

The Rock of Gibraltar

The Rock of Gibraltar

See all of those little holes on the side? Those are man-made tunnels, put there do defend the place. Here is an example of what it’s like to look out of one:

The Siege tunnel

The Siege tunnel

That’s the Gibraltar airport runway you are seeing. I crossed that thing, on foot, several times each day. Yep–you actually walk across an active runway. When a plane needs to take off or land, a little arms comes down so you don’t accidentally step in from of a jumbo jet.

The runway

Crossing The runway

And, there are all of these little monkeys everywhere:

The little monkeys

The little monkeys

Really neat!

I needed to save money, so I got the cheapest room I could find, within walking distance of the airport. I found a room in Spain at the Hostel Paris. 5 nights there only cost by about 200 bucks. Looking out of my window, it was just like you would expect; the flashing neon sign and all.

Looking out of my hotel window

Looking out of my hotel window

My only complaint was that it was incredibly hot; the hottest place I had ever stayed in. There is a common bathroom and toilet for the floor, but I did have my own sink.

Tomorrow, I will begin to make my way towards Seville, where it is supposed to be really hot. Until then,

 

Scott

Scott

3 Responses to “July 31, Tarifa Spain

  • Kathy Clucas
    1 year ago

    Feels like I’m there experiencing it all with you! (Except for the hard work part😉) Love the photos and updates, Scott!

  • Tim Towell
    1 year ago

    Time is a cruel dimension. The only way to beat it, is to keep it in the moment. Glad the bike arrived. We were really feeling your pain. That is all in the past and it is time to RIDE. Chin up, ride on and enjoy.

  • Now we know why the U.S. didn’t convert to the metric system. Meters are harder than feet!

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