... as we are shrouded in fog. That'll learn us to be smug!
Still, at least it's motivated us to leave the campsite-from-heaven and explore a bit. We're now in a place called Azohia, and just got back to the van from a restaurant overlooking the bay (allegedly) with a 10 euro four-course menu. It was lovely, and because we've been wild-camping the last two nights we figured that dinner had already paid for itself, sort of. No wonder we're poor. And fat.
We've kept up the exercising though, even though we don't have the use of the campsite pool for the next few days - we went for a LONG bike ride this morning to a place called Mazarron, past vast polytunnels full of tomato plants and lettuces. I wish I could tell you how inspired I felt to go back to the van and make salads, but all I could think about was how beautifully it would all go with bacon and mayonnaise in a sandwich.
We are, though, still losing weight - thanks almost entirely to Sergeant Spanner here. He is even now hovering by the door suggesting a hike along the beach. I must be getting healthier, because I'm almost tempted.
Congratulations on staying on the road folks. It's cold here and and not a little wet.
ReplyDeleteI find myself thinking fondly of Cornwall at Easter, this Easter next.
I've mailed you about a job opportunity you might want to consider.
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Anthony
Where are you now? Long time no read!!
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