February 2010

Remember when we were young scouting lads and ladettes, and we used to make rafts out of wooden poles, random bits of polystyrene, barrels, and a lot of rope, and row them down the Estuary? Well, in Darwin, they do it using beer cans. 2010's is 8th August :).

I love microstates, so when we planned our trip from Spain to Morocco I was determined to visit Gibraltar.

We arrived in Granada in the afternoon, having taken the bus over as it was cheaper than train, but there wasn't so much to see out the window – dusty plains, more endless fields of old olive trees, occasionally new olive trees, less commonly still stubble burn-offs which I presume mean they run a cycle to control disease. The towns along the route didn't look like they have much going for them these days, high in the hills and appearing full of white walls, old landrovers, and not a lot else. Granada looked interesting though – the city centre had wide streets, old buildings, trees, lots of people.