DAY 207

Friday 3 February 2012

As we got ready to leave beautiful Torre De La Peña we joked about the mostly German people who returned to that fantastic wind surfing spot every year. Of course we had to do our best German accent which had one man asking, “Ver do you go?” To which the other replies, “Verever da vind takes me. I’m a vind zurfer, ha ha.” All right you had to be there. We said goodbye to Ana who showed a photo of her whole family and camp staff 40 years before. They were coming up on their 50^th anniversary the following year. We congratulated her then paid for our two nights and gave her an inscribed Dali book we had bought at the Modern Art Museum in Valencia.

Heading up the coast towards Cadiz we turned off where our English friends had told us to and found a gorgeous beach with a handful of campers parked in a lot near the water. We asked the first person we came to if it was okay to pull in and he joked it would cost us five euros to be paid directly to him. Since this was a free camp we felt lucky to have gotten a front row seat with nothing between us and the surf. We had soup with thick German bread which was sold at the previous camp store.

Nicole took off photographing the right side of the beach and Dian beach combed the left. Charles went up on a sand dune overlooking the water and basked in the sun for an hour. No one for as far as the eye could see. Dian brought back some “art” objects and Nicole some great photos. There were some natural springs to which many people trekked and filled water bottles. We vowed to do the same the next day.

Charles was e-mailing Morocco contacts and taking care of bill paying while dinner was prepared. In the dark van, Dian and Nicole sipped wine and stared out at the twinkling lights of North Africa. After a chicken dinner we called Dian’s parents at the nearby café and told them how glorious the place was. We were shocked to hear Charles’ name called out from a camper. It was Clive and Annie our English friends who had decided to come back to the free camp. We thanked them for tipping us as to the whereabouts of the paradise we were in and went to bed.