Did neither of them justice
28.05.2010 - 28.06.2010 32 °C
Early off today – seriously – as we have a lot to get through. We are heading down to Cadiz as our first stop, a couple of hours away. It seems to go quickly and we are soon driving the 5 km new town approach into the old town. We know where the car park we want is, but with all the rebuilding they are doing for 2012, they have blocked off the usual access. Instead we skirt around for a different way in which means going through the maze of the old town lane ways barely wide enough to fit through. We don’t know where we are, but we are following someone, and suddenly we are out and just around the corner from our park. Brilliant!
Map from tourist info, then head into the market for a breakfast of churros and hot chocolate sludge. The market has been renovated and is fantastic – the seafood (this being a port) all looks great and fresh. We settle for some apricots, cherries and nectarines, and head up to Santa Caterina fort through all the back streets.
This fort looks over the north end of the peninsular, protecting the approaches into the harbour. Now it has been restored and holds exhibitions of modern art.
Having appreciated this, we head south to the cathedral and some old art, the roman theatre. This was discovered accidentally in 1980 when a new development was started. They must have been annoyed. We head back into the city lanes for a short dose of Cadiz before mounting up and doing another 2 hours to the next stop today, Gibraltar.
Approaching Gibraltar around the bay, it is easy to see how important it was and is. It rises up over 400m and gives views right across the Med to Morocco – it would not be easy to get past. We park the car on the Spanish side and walk across the airport.
Traffic looks light on and the carparks are cheaper than in Spain, should have driven across. Once in we grab a map again and wander up Main street. We are not really sure what to look at – G and I could spend a day or two looking at all the military things, but time is against us. What we do find is the bookshop! We buy five books to keep us going for the rest of the trip.
We have to go up the rock and G has chosen the cable car. There are also people who will drive you up for a touch less than the cable car, and drive you to the sights at either end of the rock too. If I was there again I would take the drive. The cable car cost 26 pounds, you were not supposed to leave the cable car station, the middle station was closed (but you were not told that) and the multimedia presentation was an audioguide that they wanted us to leave our passports for – not happening. Take the car tour.
Once up the top of the Cable Car (which is not the top of the rock despite what they say) the view is fantastic – clear over to Morocco, miles into Spain, all the ships going through the straits and other waiting to dock. We also go for a walk and stir up some of the Apes by getting the camera out of the bag – they think it is feeding time and go for the bag!
Cable Car back down and then walk around to the 100 ton gun on the shore. Never fired in anger, but the first one cracked a barrel when they double charged it. Then find the bus for a trip back into the centre, whilst i go for a shop at Morrisons Supermarket – ah the memories! We wander round a bit more, and have English fish and chips for dinner before the trip back over the airport and onto our destination for the night – Malaga.