Well Isabel asked me to go to the beach again last weekend, and I´m going to be honest, I didn´t really want to. But as a rule in Spain, it´s always better to go then stay at home so I agreed. The only bad thing was I didn´t get to go to the little Spanish church on Sunday. BUT, I am SO glad I went because Tarifa is beautiful!! The beach trip was also much more eventful than the first one because it involved Isabel´s brother and nephew. Tarifa is the southern most point in Europe. From there you can see mountains full of wind mills, Africa, and the beautiful Mediterranean.
We left Saturday around 12.30. There was a delay because we lost the dog and we all had to run around the neighborhood looking for him. We were five people, a dog, and some water sport equipment so the car was fully crowded. We stopped at a bar on the way for a snack. We had tiny sandwiches of I think lamb which were delicious. As a side note let me say that it is very common to see giant ham legs hanging from ceilings in food establishments all over Andalucia.
Tarifa, being the southern point of Spain, is very windy. The ocean is full of kite surfers and it´s spectacular to see the sky full of kites. Guillermo knows how to kite surf. Due to the wind, the water was pretty cold and I could only get in up to my knees.
After the beach, we drove up a mountain until we could no longer drive. Then we walked the rest of the way to see the sun set over the ocean. It was georgeous. After that we went to the city part of Tarifa and got slices of pizza and drinks. (I tend to get the Fanta in the glass bottel. It´s big here.) I do miss pizza. One time Isabel made zucchini pizza. It was not the same. The Tarifa pizza was good, but it was not the same. We got home very late and had dinner at about 11.
I finally got to sleep for a long time. They say that the beach is good for sleeping. However, in the summer, the bars in Tarifa stay opened all night and the clubs until 8 am. haha. On Sunday, Rafael took me up the mountain on motorcycle. I was very scared. Also, I had to borrow pants and a coat because I didn´t bring any, forgetting that the beach is cold.
We went to the beach again and Isabel and I went to a little beach cafe where we got a snack of Morrocan lentils. So we had lunch very late. Around six, they went back to the beach, at which point I knew it would be a long night. The beach cafe had live flamenco music so I listened to that for a while. We got home at about ten thirty and had dinner.
This was a good weekend.
I did forget to bring my camera but here I will post links to pictures of the kite surfers and the wind mills.
http://farm1.static.flickr.com/49/109196854_279f2e8142.jpg
http://ellenvanderslice.com/adventures/spain/images/6005_tarifa.jpg
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