We decided to move on after 2 nights on the Delta, and head further south. Before hitting the motorway we successfully managed to fill up with LPG! Great news as we were running low.
Heading south we decided to use an ACSI site and get our washing done. We plumped for Cullera. It was supposedly open from the 15th January, but had literally opened the day we arrived. Only 3 motorhomes in residence and all from the UK!
The town itself was basically a pretty typical Spanish seaside resort. An older part of town that showed a few but not many signs of life, and the accompanying beach side hi rise blocks of apartments, all shut up and empty. It was easy to imagine the beach in summer full of loungers and sun worshippers. Truly awful, but now out of season empty it was a perfect place for Nefyn to chase the ball. She loved it.
Washing done and Nefyn happy we set off further south after 2 nights, possibly aiming for Cartagena and it’s roman remains, but while on the road we changed our minds and decided to head further south. There was a nice commercial aire listed at Vera, so we stayed there. [It had great Wi-fi so I was able to watch the second half of Wales v Scotland. It was a great match Wales running out winners by 34-7. More importantly Wales played really well!
Before heading further south the next day we Skyped Gaz, and were pleased to hear all was well.
After a leisurely start, and while on the road, we realised we could make it all the way to Gibraltar, in one hop, if we wanted. So here we are having arrived safely and after a good nights sleep, having today explored the rock.
Gibraltar was so worthwhile visiting. Easy access on foot from our aire in the Marina. Passports checked automatically and but no checks on Nefyn. Caught the bus into town, and while strolling down Main Street we were approached by guys selling minibus tours of the rock, and who would also take Nefyn. This was a real bonus as the tourist information peeps had said the heights were no go via the cable car.
In the end Nefyn did get a little excited when the monkeys climbed all over our bus, but other than that she wasn’t a problem. The tour enabled us to get a great overview of the rock, one which we would otherwise have been denied.
We indulged in a little tax free shopping, and had a truly British lunch of bacon eggs and chips in the main square, and then headed back to Wotan.