Cadiz

We drove into Cadiz on Saturday to have a look around.

Cadiz was founded about 1,100 years B.C., which makes it not only the oldest city in Europe and but also probably in the western world. Cadiz enjoys a long (over 3,000 years!) and illustrious history and has been home to many cultures and civilizations – Phoenicians, Greek, Visigoth, Roman, Moorish, Spanish, to name a few.

It is situated on a ‘spit’ with the old part of the city at the far end. After parking up we walked through the old city walls to explore the narrow streets and history that this city offers.

Unfortunately we picked the wrong day to do our sightseeing as the wind was still blowing up a storm. Hubby left his sunglasses in the car and later commented that ‘all he got to see of Cadiz was the pavement as the wind was blowing so much sand around that he just had to keep his head down’

We walked down one side of city towards the end of the spit and the Castle of San Sebastian. This is a military fortification that is unused today at the end of a narrow stone pier with the sea on both sides. It was pretty blowy by the time we started to walk down but by the time we got halfway along we were having serious trouble standing up. Being sandblasted at high winds is actually rather painful and we quickly made the decision to abandon our walk and retreat. We could see by this stage that the castle was all shut up so it was an easy decision to make. Unfortunately at this point my sunglasses got pulled of my face and flung out over the sea wall. Luckily I’m not a ‘label’ kinda girl and so didn’t feel the need to throw myself in after them!!

Safely back at the other end we retreated into the narrow streets and wandered around for a bit. Cadiz is a strange mix of very old and new; although the new cannot really be described as new with peeling paint and masonry giving everything a rather ‘tired’ feel to it.

On the other side of the spit is the port area and there was a big cruise ship docked up for the day, which made for quite a shock as you came around a corner and it was just there towering above you.

In the end the wind got the better of us and we retreated back to the relative shelter of the campsite, but not before I took a load of photo’s. Hope you enjoy and they give you a feel for the place.

The old and the new skylines jostling together.

The city walls built after an invasion by the British led by Sir Francis Drake

One of the many towers dotted around that once helped protect the city from attack

Loved the multi colored pyramid tower in between the two domes

You can see how narrow Cadiz is, we are on one side of the spit and this cruise ship is docked up on the other

A colony of cats lived just the other side of the sea wall on the rocks. There were dozens of them all sheltering in bushes or laying in the sun. Lots of fish bones littered around so they obviously eat well.

Castle of San Sebastian. It is closed at the moment whilst it is refurbished.

Being blown around in the wind – prior to losing my sunglasses

The old hospital!! Thank goodness they don’t still use it.

Hubby reluctantly posing!!

Cruise ship up close

The smell of the blossom on the trees was overpowering in this square – no idea what the building was though!! Probably the town hall.

And finally, for my friend Candi; bet you had no idea there was a street named after you in Cadiz did you??!!


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Piccies…..

Our new pitch

Taking it all in his stride…

Exploring – ‘what’s around this wall?’

‘Oh….just more grass’

Never seen a grasshopper this big before!! he was a monster….

We are on the Atlantic coast now and its a lot wilder but very picturesque.

Long stretch of white sandy beach in the distance to be explored at the weekend…

It has a very different feel to it here than up in the mountains at Iznate. It is hotter although the last two days have been very windy (about 35mph). This area is notorious for its winds (ahem) with the world windsurfing championships regularly being held just up the road in Tarifa.

We are about 30km from Cadiz with our nearest town being Conil de Frontera. We are not far from Gibraltor and you can easily get ferries across to Tangers from here. From Cadiz you can take the train into Sevilla, which we plan on doing during our stay.

So with lots to explore and fit in around work I think we are in for a busy month…..

Back on the road

Our five month stint in Iznate came to an end yesterday as we packed up and headed down the coast to Cadiz. We had spent the day before packing up and loading up the car so we would be ready to make a quick getaway in the morning. Maria came down bright and early to disconnect the electricity and we soon had the cats loaded up in their baskets and everything ready to go. But as with all our plans this one was not going to go smoothly.

I jumped in the car ready to reverse up to the caravan to hitch up and nothing. Nada, not a bean. We asked our neighbours if they would give us a jump-start and still nothing. Suddenly all our well laid plans slipped away as we realised that we would have to phone the breakdown insurance (again) and get someone out. I have to say though that the service we got was fantastic, just like the first time we used them a few months back.

Within an hour we had a mechanic on site who quickly diagnosed the problem to be our battery. He got us started but said that it was borderline and so with a long journey ahead with caravan and cats on board it didn’t take much to decide to go and get another one. Hubby followed him down to our nearest garage and he explained what we needed. 85 euros lighter he returned and we were ready to go again.

Farewells made to our neighbours and promises to stay in touch we were finally off. Maria came to say goodbye at the gate and more hugs ensued. On our way out I saw our little stray cat ‘Daisy Duke’ who I have been feeding. She was sat with some Spanish caravaners and looked like she had already found someone else to look after her!! Such is the way with cats but I was relieved that she had already sorted herself out with another ‘gravy train’.

The journey was easy and uneventful until we got closer to our destination. Signage in Spain is always a little on the scant side but there was nothing to indicate where the campsite should have been. We followed the directions we had got but nothing. It is always a worry when driving with the caravan that you will take a wrong turning and get lost. With a 37ft rig you can’t afford going the wrong way because there is not much chance of turning around!! We eventually decided to come back on ourselves and found that the site was now well signposted from the opposite direction!! Frustrating to say the least.

So, we finally arrived at our new campsite at around 7.30pm. It is a lot bigger with around 240 pitches and about 100 or so bungalows. It is empty though with 10 or so caravans and the same amount of motorhomes. We found a quiet spot and pitched up for the night leaving the unpacking for this morning.

Oscar took the journey in his stride, sleeping most of the way but Molly hated every minute, meowing and biting her blanket to shreds. She is having ‘intensive cuddle care’ and around the clock attention and managed to sneak onto the bed in the night when hubby got up for the little boys room. He didn’t notice her cuddled in beside me so she got to stay where she was!!

Pictures to follow and exploring to be done but we are glad to be here and on the next stage of our journey……