Tuesday 28 February 2012
After driving around and admiring the architecture we finally parked near a beautiful old schooner in a church parking lot. Nicole opted to stay in the van and play guitar while Charles and Dian walked through the park to Isabela Catolica (the government building covered in tile which used to house the headquarters of agriculture, aviation, military, etc.).
After a dinner of fresh broccoli (long time no see, or taste) and pasta, Dian was backing the van closer to the electricity box when she inadvertently forgot to put on the emergency break. Charles leaped in and stopped the van from colliding with the camper behind us!
We were up at 10 and by 1 were on our way from Camp Villsom to the much anticipated city of Sevilla. Since it was a holiday celebrating Andalucia (the province’s autonomy) we thought we would find more festivities. Unfortunately there weren’t any to speak of, but we saw lots of families having picnics in the park.
On the way in Nicole happened to see a bulldozer collapsing the floor of an old army training building and was astounded to see the dust the falling debris caused. We pulled over to watch but nothing of such magnitude transpired again.
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| The building to be demolished |
After driving around and admiring the architecture we finally parked near a beautiful old schooner in a church parking lot. Nicole opted to stay in the van and play guitar while Charles and Dian walked through the park to Isabela Catolica (the government building covered in tile which used to house the headquarters of agriculture, aviation, military, etc.).
Charles made salami, cheese and lettuce sandwiches which we ate in the church parking lot. Fortified, we moved on to country #25! By 5 PM we were in Portugal. There was no border, just a bridge. It was too bad we didn’t buy gas in Spain because in Portugal it was 15 cents more per liter.
We bought groceries at a big supermarket, including our first Port (which is actually made in northern Portugal). Following tips from our friends Annie and Clive we drove to the town of Fuseta where we checked in to a camp and got free electricity (shh, don’t tell it was a freebie).
After a dinner of fresh broccoli (long time no see, or taste) and pasta, Dian was backing the van closer to the electricity box when she inadvertently forgot to put on the emergency break. Charles leaped in and stopped the van from colliding with the camper behind us!
We made two attempts to talk to Dian’s parents but the first two times we spoke to her dad only. Finally at midnight (Portuguese time) we reached both her parents, and gave them the skinny on all that had been happening. Charles stayed on the computer till the café closed (free camping might have been an option but since it was our first night in Portugal Dian urged us to stay inside the camp gates and not on the street until we got to know the southern coast of Portugal better).
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