Algeciras - and a pause on the journey after 2 days of travel. This is a brilliant way to get there, hugely better than being parachuted suddenly into a different culture. This way I get to experience the journey and the countries I travel through, and get a real sense of where I am going. Its great to look out of the train window and see the different landscapes and imagine where we are on the map.
Its peeing down! And whale watching seems to be off...................and even I dont feel like going to Gibraltar in this rain! So this is a day of drawing my breath ready for Morocco tomorrow, and sleeping, and doing mundane things like sewing a button back on (good job I brought that strepsil tin with my old sewing kit. Not all the needles were rusty), and I'll go to Gibraltar this afternoon. Or even tomorrow morning. Everybody tells me it wont take long!
I've met French women on the last leg of a pilgrimage walking right across the north of spain, and a spanish woman returning to spain having retired as a librarian in Belgium, and an Italian-English woman living in Madrid who came here with her spanish husband. All have their stories to tell and I just love listening to them. Goodness how my French is improving!!!
This hostel is absolutely brilliant. I have a lovely clean room with my own shower and loo and clean towels and even a TV(!!) all for the amazing price of 19 euros per night plus amazingly helpful people determined to arrange for my every need. I just cannot imagine why people put negative comments about places like this - if they want a hotel they should stay in one.
Morocco tomorrow where I will have the interesting experience of arriving before I set off as it is 2 hours behind..............
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